His lawyer asked for a recess.

In the hallway, Gavin leaned close enough to whisper.

“You’ve turned our whole marriage into a courtroom.”

“You used our daughter’s savings without asking,” I said.

“I’m trying to make sure she is repaid.”

He looked over my shoulder at Richard, who was speaking with the other attorney.

“You never used to do this.”

“I never used to know I needed to.”