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The room feels like a pressure cooker about to burst, with tension thickening in the air as Shirley's voice cuts through the silence like a knife. Her words, sharp and accusing, rain down upon me, each one laden with anger and betrayal, while I stand frozen in place.
"Answer me, did you know about the affair?" Her voice trembles with emotion, and a small whimper escapes my lips at the pain etched into her face as her unblinking eyes bore into mine.
"Did you use my child to get us to fund your business?" The accusation hangs heavily in the air, and I feel a lump forming in my throat, choking back the words that threaten to spill out, desperately praying that this isn’t happening and that it's all a bad dream.
"Did your son ever love my daughter?" Th
