"What a coincidence." The words dripped with acid. "Your cousin just happens to work at the exact hotel where Dominic allegedly attacked Georgia. Just happens to have access to the security room. And just happens to be willing to commit a felony by leaking private footage to you?"
The tide in the livestream comments began to turn.
*"She has a point…"*
*"Yeah, you can't just get hotel security tapes. That's highly illegal."*
*"And if it was rape, why didn't she call the police immediately?"*
Georgia's hand flew to her stomach. She doubled over, crumpling to the floor. "Oww… my stomach hurts…"
"Georgia!" Her roommate screamed at the camera. "This is too much! This old witch is doing it on purpose! She's jealous that you're carrying her husband's baby!"
Alex's finger jabbed toward my face, trembling with rage. "Anna Matthews! If anything happens to my sister or that baby, you're dead!"
I watched their performance with cold detachment. "Do you need me to call an ambulance?"
Georgia curled tighter, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Ms. Matthews, why do you have to force me like this? I just want justice…"
"Justice?"
The word cracked something open inside me.