I looked directly at her, and I did not raise my voice at all, because I did not need to.

The room was silent enough to carry a whisper to the back wall.

“No,” I said.

“You already did that.”

And then, calmly, to the whole room as much as to the two of them, I explained what I had spent the previous two days doing.

I told them about the attorney.

I told them I had reviewed every financial account I held.

I had confirmed the legal ownership of my property, the house I had bought and paid for years before Nathan ever walked into my life.