“It’s timestamped,” I replied calmly.

Her eyes flashed with anger. “You set me up!”

“I protected myself.”

Mark finally spoke. “Sienna… tell me you didn’t—”

She turned toward him immediately. “Of course I did! She needed to learn a lesson.”

Gasps spread around the table.

“A lesson?” my father-in-law repeated in disbelief.

Sienna lifted her chin defiantly. “She walks in here acting superior. Like she’s better than everyone because she works and has a marriage.”

Evan’s voice trembled with anger. “She’s my wife.”

Sienna laughed bitterly. “And she’s your problem.”

My mother-in-law stood suddenly. “That’s enough. In this house—”

“Oh please,” Sienna interrupted. “You let me do whatever I want because you like me more.”

That comment struck my mother-in-law like a slap.

Mark’s face turned red. “Sienna, stop talking.”

But Sienna was already spiraling. She pointed at me angrily.

“You wanted attention? Well congratulations.”

“I didn’t want attention,” I replied calmly. “I wanted the truth documented.”

My father-in-law spoke quietly but firmly.

“Give me the wallet.”

After a moment of hesitation, Sienna tossed it onto the table.

Evan squeezed my hand beneath the table. I could feel him shaking—not from doubt, but from realizing how long this behavior had been tolerated.

Then my father-in-law said the words that changed everything.

“You’re leaving,” he told Sienna. “Right now.”

She stared at him. “Excuse me?”

“This is my house,” he said. “And tonight you showed you don’t deserve a seat at this table.”

Sienna glared at me before storming out of the house.

I simply smiled slightly.

“Oh,” I said quietly. “It’s already over.”