Larry looked ready to vanish.
Kelly’s mouth fell open.
I lowered the volume and smiled.
“I recorded everything,” I said gently.
Olivia’s lips shook.
“You… you can’t—”
“I can,” I said. “And I did.”
Kelly leaned back, suddenly tense.
Then I swiped my screen.
And showed her the video.
Kelly’s face appeared on camera.
Her hands inside my bag.
Her nervous glances.
Her fingers pulling items out.
All of it undeniable.
The color drained from Kelly’s skin.
Olivia stared at her daughter like she was seeing her for the first time.
Larry remained frozen.
I watched each of them carefully.
Then I ended it.
“I have a list of every item you took,” I said. “And if you don’t leave me alone, I’ll make sure the authorities receive all of it.”
Kelly’s mouth trembled.
“That’s… that’s insane—”
“No,” I said calmly. “What’s insane is thinking you could treat me like property and walk away untouched.”
Larry leaned forward, his voice breaking.
“Julie… please. Don’t. We can talk—”
I silenced him with a look.
Then I reached into my purse once more.
And pulled out the photos.
Larry’s face drained before I even turned the screen.
“What is that?” Olivia demanded.
I slid the phone toward her.
Larry and another woman entering a hotel together.
Clear. Undeniable.
Olivia’s mouth fell open.
Kelly laughed—then stopped when she realized it wasn’t a joke.
Larry lunged for my phone.
“No! Don’t show them!”
I pulled it back.
“Why not?” I asked coldly. “You didn’t care about humiliating me. You didn’t care about disrespecting our marriage.”
Panic filled Larry’s eyes.
Disgust twisted Olivia’s face.
Kelly watched him like she was suddenly entertained again.
And in that moment, I understood.
They weren’t a family.
They were parasites feeding off one another.
And now, with no host left… they were turning inward.
I stood.
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