"Bernice, how could you do something so cruel? Just to get rid of me, you poisoned yourself with God knows what, and now you're pinning it on me?"
"Even if you hate me, the baby was innocent! That was Oliver's child too. Can you imagine how much pain he's in right now?"
Oliver's gaze snapped back to me, darkening with renewed anger. I didn't flinch. Not a single flicker of emotion crossed my face. I reached into my pocket, pulled out my phone, and held the screen up where they could both see it.
The surveillance footage played in crystal clarity.
"Mamie Winfield. The cameras caught everything. You slipping something into my food, again and again. You're the reason my body was full of toxins. You're the reason I've been dizzy, exhausted, and falling apart."
Oliver stared at the screen, stunned into silence.
In the footage, Mamie was snapping tablets from a blister pack and dropping them one by one into my gourmet tonic soup.
"Worthless bitch. You think you can steal Oliver from me? Go ahead and die."
The living room went deathly still. The only sound was Mamie's venomous voice hissing from the surveillance feed.
Mamie's composure shattered. She let out a shrill, panicked scream.