His face fell because he remembered.
“Exactly.”
For years, he’d heard me.
He just hadn’t listened.
Gladys tried to reclaim the room.
“You’re making me sound like a monster.”
“No,” I said quietly. “You did that yourself.”
She pointed at my phone.
“You humiliated me.”
I looked down at the livestream.
Then back at her.
“The camera didn’t humiliate you.” I held up the screen. “It recorded you.”
Those were not the same thing.
She looked around the room.
“Eli.”
He didn’t answer.
“Eli.”
He finally met her eyes.
“What?”
“Tell your wife to stop this.”
“My wife isn’t doing anything.” His voice was calm. “You are.”
She frowned.
“What does that mean?”
“It means you insulted her.”
“I criticized her.”
“You humiliated her.”
“I was helping.”
“You called her a bad wife.”
