My BIL Borrowed My Brand-New Crossover, Turned It Into a Dumpster, and Refused to Pay for Detailing – That Evening, He Called Me Screaming, 'How Dare You?'

His voice dropped. "You knew they were here."

"Yes. I wanted them to see what they've been protecting."

Jake hung up.

***

A minute later, Timothy's phone rang.

He answered, listened, then walked outside with me.

"That was my mother," he said. "She saw the frame."

"You should've warned me, Elle. I didn't know you did that."

"I did. I said no before Jake touched the keys."

"This is their anniversary."

I met his eyes.

"This isn't about a dirty car anymore."

"You're right."

He blinked.

"What does that mean?"

"Jake ruined our car. You made me feel guilty for caring."

"I was trying to keep the peace."

"No. You were trying to stop Jake from getting upset."

"You pressured me after I said no."

"I thought he'd bring it back clean."

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