**“Sophie isn’t a bargaining chip, Elon. She deserves both parents to act in her best interests.”**
He looked down.
Then I asked the only question that still needed an answer.
“Were you having an affair with Sierra?”
He glanced around the table.
“Madeline, everyone is sitting here.”
“They already know what I heard.”
“Elon,” his father said quietly.
My husband lowered his head.
For several seconds, nobody spoke.
Then he finally whispered,
“Yes.”
I closed my eyes.
The word hurt.
But it also brought relief.
For six days, I’d been carrying a truth he wouldn’t acknowledge.
Now I no longer had to carry it alone.
“Were you seeing her while telling me you were working late?”
“Yes.”
“And while asking me to give up my job and depend on your salary?”
He looked down.
“Yes.”
I placed my hand on the folder.
“Thank you.”
Elon looked up, confused.
