She looked up at me with a trembling lip.
“Everything’s gone, Felix. Your father’s business, the accounts, the clients, all gone. They froze the assets. We might lose the house.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” I said softly, though my voice was neutral.
She winced.
“I know you probably think we deserve it.”
“I don’t think anything,” I said. “I just think actions have consequences.”
Her eyes watered.
“I didn’t know he was using your name like that. I swear I didn’t.”
I believed her, but that didn’t make it any better.
“You knew what he was,” I said. “You just chose not to see it because it benefited you.”
She swallowed hard.
“You have every right to hate us.”
I sighed, shaking my head.
“I don’t hate you, Mom. I just don’t trust you anymore.”
Her shoulders sagged.
For a moment, she looked like she might reach out, maybe to hug me, maybe to beg.
