"I want that filthy whore on her knees! I want her to apologize and admit she's the homewrecker who stole another woman's husband!"
What?
I looked up in disbelief, only to watch Dustin take a deep breath and turn to me, his voice like ice. "Apologize to Alice. Now."
"Tell her you're the other woman."
My breathing stopped. My heartbeat stopped. My blood froze solid.
Seconds of silence passed before my entire body began to tremble. "Dustin Delgado, you want me to kneel before the woman who stole my husband and announce to everyone here that I'm the mistress?"
Dustin seized my arm. "Yes. Now."
My eyes flooded with red. "Never."
The word ground out through clenched teeth, soaked in blood and tears, carrying the last scrap of dignity I had left. Dustin froze for a split second. In that instant, I wrenched free of his grip and turned on my heel.
I tore down the corridor, burst into the restroom, and locked myself in the last stall.
I had never imagined Dustin would do this to me. Even if the love was gone, I never thought he would make me stand before a room full of people and let my dignity be trampled into the ground.
The tears came anyway.