The entire room fell silent.
Simon's expression changed instantly. "Tessa," he snapped, "who taught you to say things like that? Was it your mother?"
Tessa immediately shook her head, her eyes still red from crying. "Tessa saw it," she said stubbornly. "Daddy and Miss Porter were kissing."
Then, after a small pause, she added in a trembling voice, "You were together behind Mommy's back."
Simon froze completely.
Even my mother, who had been shouting moments earlier, suddenly went silent on the other end of the video call.
Simon's throat bobbed visibly.
"That was a misunderstanding," he said stiffly. "I wasn't..."
"Enough." My own voice sounded so hoarse that I barely recognized it, but I still cut him off.
I drew in a slow breath before looking straight at him. "Simon, you're the o
