Once Eliot finished howling his eyes out, he lunged at me, screaming, "Aria! Why didn't you tell me the dead woman was my mother?"
I lashed out and drove a hard kick right between his legs. He crumpled to the ground immediately, howling in agony.
I spat, "I let you beat me before because I wanted to watch you act like a crazy fool. Now that you know the truth, I don't have to hold back anymore."
I continued, "Go ahead, press your hand to your chest and ask yourself. Didn't I tell you? I said from the start the dead person was your mother, but you wouldn't believe me. You were dead set on it being mine, and you tortured me nonstop over it."
Sweat poured down Eliot's forehead from the agony, and then he started hitting me with moral blackmail. He snarled, "You disrespect your elders. You
