That night, after several rounds of drinks, Nora called me. She told me Liam had gone home furious and spent nearly an hour cursing my name.
Worried that I might be hurt by it, she quietly warned me to prepare myself because things were probably about to get worse.
I appreciated Nora more than ever in that moment. She never lost her sense of right and wrong simply because Liam was her brother.
I reassured her that she did not need to worry about me. By now, I was already used to Liam's unreasonable behavior.
Still, her call made me realize one thing. Liam was probably preparing to retaliate in a far uglier way.
The next morning, I arrived at the company earlier than usual and prepared myself for whatever was coming.
Sure enough, Liam immediately called a senior management meeting and
