The Fracture and the Bread
“So let’s be accurate.
Whose name is on the deed to that penthouse?
You lived there two years, Christina.
You paid no rent and no bills, and in exchange you decided I owed you a lifetime of cooking and scrubbing.
A daughter-in-law is not a servant.” The comments under her own livestream began to turn against her in real time.
She felt it, put a hand to her chest, and began to say she was unwell — and stopped when I told the head of security, quietly, that if she was genuinely ill we would get her the best care immediately, and if she was not, we would document that too.