But Sienna was already spiraling. She pointed at me angrily.
“You wanted attention? Well congratulations.”
“I didn’t want attention,” I replied calmly. “I wanted the truth documented.”
My father-in-law spoke quietly but firmly.
“Give me the wallet.”
After a moment of hesitation, Sienna tossed it onto the table.
Evan squeezed my hand beneath the table. I could feel him shaking—not from doubt, but from realizing how long this behavior had been tolerated.
Then my father-in-law said the words that changed everything.
“You’re leaving,” he told Sienna. “Right now.”
She stared at him. “Excuse me?”
“This is my house,” he said. “And tonight you showed you don’t deserve a seat at this table.”
Sienna glared at me before storming out of the house.
I simply smiled slightly.
“Oh,” I said quietly. “It’s already over.”
For complete cooking times, go to the next page or click the Open button (>), and don't forget to SHARE with your Facebook friends.
