The legal process moved more smoothly than I had expected.
At first, Aziel insisted the money had been gifts exchanged during our relationship.
Then legal submitted bank transfer records, chat logs, and rental payment receipts all together.
He changed his tune and said he was willing to settle.
On the day of the mediation, he sat at the table looking noticeably thinner.
Caius sat beside me.
Aziel looked at him as if he were his worst enemy.
Caius barely glanced up from reading through the documents.
The mediator asked, "Mr. Wistar, do you dispute the amount owed?"
Aziel looked at me. "Riley, do we really have to do this?"
Caius tapped the table lightly. "Address the plaintiff as Ms. Waverly, please."
Aziel gritted his teeth. "Ms. Waverly."
I said, "If you have objections, state
