Vanessa’s eyes widened.
“You told me you were finally getting Elliot covered because we were getting married.”
Tyler looked trapped again.
I kept going.
“The ninety-four thousand dollars.”
His jaw tightened.
“The home-equity loan.”
He closed his eyes.
“My forged signature.”
Vanessa recoiled.
“You forged her signature?”
Tyler rubbed his forehead.
“It wasn’t supposed to happen this way.”
There it was.
The sentence beneath every terrible decision.
Not that it shouldn’t have happened.
Only that it shouldn’t have happened this way.
I unlocked my phone.
“My sister already has copies of everything.”
Tyler looked up sharply.
“I sent her every document while you were still taxiing the plane.”
“Claire, listen—”
“No.”
My voice remained steady.
That surprised even me.
“You have spent years deciding what everyone else was allowed to know. That ends today.”
His expression hardened.
A flicker of the Tyler I knew appeared.
“Be careful.”
