“That’s exactly why it hurts this much.”
“I made a mistake.”
I shook my head.
“A mistake is choosing the wrong investment. What you did was systematic. You hid assets, moved company money, tried to place my home at risk, and worked with your mother to push me out of my own life.”
I placed his draft divorce agreement in front of him.
“You wanted a divorce. You can have one. But it will happen through the courts, with complete financial disclosure, and you won’t take anything that isn’t yours.”
Ofelia stood and reached for my hands.
“Laura, please forgive me! Let me stay. I have nowhere else!”
I stepped backward.
“When you were planning to put me out of this house, you didn’t care where I would go.”
Julian looked ashamed.
“Laura, I’m sorry. We should have seen what was happening.”
I didn’t throw anyone onto the street that afternoon.
