An accusation gives the other person something to push against, a role to play, a villain to accuse in return.

What cannot be argued with is a truth that reveals itself.

If I simply stood in that room, calm and present and impossible to dismiss, and let Julian be Julian, then whatever happened would be his doing and not mine, witnessed by his own chosen people, undeniable and unprovoked.

The most powerful thing I could bring to that gala was not my anger.

It was my stillness, and the patience to let a man who could not help himself do the work of exposing himself for me.