Nothing came out.
I sat across from him.
His attorney whispered something.
Garrett did not hear.
He stared at me like I was a ghost.
Finally, he said, “No.”
I said nothing.
“No.”
He stood.
His attorney pulled him down.
“You drowned.”
I looked at him.
“You watched me drown.”
His breathing became ragged.
“Tobias?”
“Alive.”
Garrett closed his eyes.
Then everything collapsed across his face.
He knew.
Every lie.
Every forged document.
Every call.
Every meeting.
All made under the assumption that there would be no witnesses.
He looked at me.
“How?”
I leaned forward.
“That’s the part you never understood.”
“What?”
“You thought everyone around you was weaker than you.”
He stared.
“You thought Tobias was helpless.”
“You thought I was drugged enough to control.”
“You thought Penelope would obey.”
“You thought your father could clean up everything.”
His jaw tightened.
“Rosalind.”
“No.”
“You don’t get to say my name like that.”
His eyes filled.
“I loved you.”
I laughed.
Even his attorney looked uncomfortable.
