“What is this?”
“Everything I gave freely when I still believed you were my sister.”
She started sobbing harder.
She swallowed hard.
“I am not asking for your money,” I said. “I am making sure you never again tell yourself this was some careless little mistake. I carried you. Financially, physically, emotionally. And you still did this.”
She started sobbing harder.
Evan said, “Please, let’s talk privately.”
“There is nothing private left.”
Then he did something that made me hate him even more.
I went to the front door and opened it.
He said, “Think about our daughter.”
I stood up so fast my chair hit the floor.
“Do not use our daughter to save yourself,” I said. “You should have thought about her before you slept with her aunt.”
That was the first moment either of them looked truly ashamed.
I went to the front door and opened it.
“Get out.”
