Grant did not look up.
Jolene testified about Colleen’s fear, the midnight phone call, the warning about the closet, the way her friend had become quieter over the last year, more watchful, as though all her energy was being spent holding something together nobody else could see.
Then came Vivian.
She took the stand with her shoulders back, not because she was unafraid, Dorothy realized, but because fear had finally burned off the vanity and left only honesty.
She described the affair. The timeline. The house. The baby shoes post she now called “the cruelest thing I’ve ever done.”
Then she described finding the texts to Danielle on Grant’s phone.
“He didn’t love me,” she said. “He loved the reflection he saw in women who believed him.”
The younger attorney objected. The judge overruled.
Vivian continued. She recounted Grant’s statements about optics, about needing a maternal figure in the frame, about managing perceptions for the custody case.
“Did he ever express concern for the babies as individuals?” Emmett asked.
Vivian paused.
“Not really,” she said. “He talked about winning. About not being embarrassed. About not letting Dorothy make him look weak.”