Everyone but me
This revelation made it evident that everyone except me had suspected something was wrong. I sat there, feeling humiliated and angry. ‘Why did no one say anything?’ I inquired, my voice shaking. ‘We thought we were protecting you,’ my friend said, looking guilty. I shook my head in astonishment. ‘Well, now I have to protect myself,’ I said, a new determination emerging.
Everyone But Me
Compiling evidence
Feeling ashamed, I began assembling all of the evidence I had obtained thus far. Each piece provided a clearer, yet more terrifying, picture of his deception. I sat at my desk, organizing messages, photographs, and financial records. Seeing everything together was overwhelming, but important. My drive to discover the complete truth grew stronger. I needed to grasp every aspect of his betrayal for my own sanity.
Compiling Evidence
