Then I slid the first envelope to Evan.
“When? Before or after I gave her my kidney?”
He flinched.
Good.
Clara looked at me with tears running down her face. “I hate myself.”
“You should,” I said.
Then I slid the first envelope to Evan.
He stared at it. “What’s this?”
She opened it with shaking hands.
“The separation packet from my lawyer. Read it later.”
His face changed. Real fear, finally.
Then I slid the second packet to Clara.
She opened it with shaking hands, saw the receipts, and looked confused.
