"Elaine, what is your problem? You can't have kids—that's your cross to bear. Don't take it out on other people."
"Apologize to Vivian. Now."
I let out a cold laugh and pointed to the security camera mounted in the corner.
"There are cameras in this house. They record audio too. Why don't you watch the footage before you start pointing fingers?"
The color drained from Vivian's face. She shifted uneasily.
"Forget it, forget it. She just lost her head for a second. I don't blame her. My stomach really hurts, though. We should go to the hospital and make sure the baby's okay."
Melvin looked at me with undisguised disappointment.
"I treated you like family. And you tried to hurt my child. This isn't over, Elaine. You owe me an explanation."
He scooped Vivian up and walked out without another word.
Otis shot me a withering glare before following them to the door.
"You went too far this time. When I get back, you and I are going to have a long talk."
I said nothing. After they left, I dragged my suitcase out of the house.
I had just gotten into the car when my phone buzzed. An anonymous video.