— Where did you get that? Ann, listen, it’s not what you think. I’ll explain everything! — he jumped up, trying to approach me. — It was for us, for the insurance. We would have gotten the money and lived like normal people.
And that’s when I snapped. All the pain I had bottled up for two years erupted in a deafening scream.
— For us? You turned two years of my life into a nightmare! I gave up my job, my friends, myself. I washed your back while you lay there laughing at me. You and your little friend. Did you think I was some stupid little fool who would put up with anything?
I hurled the beer bottle against the wall with all my might. It shattered with a deafening crash. Stas flinched.
— Ann, don’t lose your cool, let’s talk.
— Shut up, you scoundrel! — I turned to him, and he recoiled from the fury in my eyes. — You knew everything. You came here, looked me in the eye, hypocritically asked if I needed help, and all the while you were his accomplice. We’ll have a different conversation with you. At the police station.
— What police station? — Dima squeaked in fear. — Annie, don’t, I’m begging you. Let’s sort this out ourselves. I’ll give you everything. I don’t want anything from you anymore.
I spoke quietly, but every word was filled with steel:
— A copy of this recording has already been sent to a lawyer and to the insurance company’s email address, and right now I’m calling the police to report fraud on a grand scale…
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