“I listened to both of you for months without even knowing it. I’m done listening.”
Clara started crying. “Ella, please-”
I laughed in his face.
I turned to her. “Do not say my name like you still have a right to it.”
That shut her up.
Evan tried again. “It just happened.”
I laughed in his face.
“No. Rain just happens. Traffic just happens. A six-month affair with hotel bookings takes planning.”
He dragged both hands through his hair. “I was going to end it.”
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.
