She remained silent.
“It was a mistake. A terrible, idiotic mistake. Mom talked me into it. I wasn’t thinking, but I never wanted to betray you.”
“Honestly, Darius,” she cut him off calmly, “you dictated the PIN to your mother and told her to take all my money. That is the definition of betrayal. The real thing.”
He gripped the mug with both hands, staring into the darkness of the coffee.
“What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. I’ll probably file for divorce.”
He flinched.
“Divorce? Kiki, wait, let’s talk this through. I’ll change, I swear.”
She shook her head.
“You won’t change. You are who you are, and your mother is who she is. I don’t need a family that sees me as a cash cow.”
Darius opened his mouth to object, but then his phone vibrated again.
He snatched it up, looked at the screen, and paled.
“Mom,” he whispered. “She’s calling.”
Kiana nodded.
“Answer it.”
He pressed the button and put the phone to his ear.
“Hello, Mom. Where are you?”
Ms. Sterling’s voice was hysterical and loud.
Kiana heard every word.
“Darius, they kept me at the bank for three hours. Three hours of questioning me like a criminal. They said they could send the documents to the police. This is all your wife. She set this up on purpose.”
Darius was silent, clutching the phone with white knuckles.
“Are you listening to me? She framed us. She purposely changed the PIN and left that cursed card with the three dollars. She knew we’d try to take the money.”
“Mom, calm down,” Darius tried to interrupt her. “I’ll come over right now. We’ll talk.”
“Don’t come over. Just tell that… that snake not to file a report. Do you hear me? Tell her not to file one. I was only released because she hasn’t filed a statement yet. But they said if she does, I’ll be charged.”
Kiana stood up, walked to the table, and held out her hand.
“Give me the phone.”
Darius looked at her fearfully but handed it over.
