"I met her after. She doesn't know about you. Didn't know. I've been clean for five years. New name, new life, new everything."
"The life insurance money. That was from your policy."
"I needed you taken care of."
"Taken care of?" My voice cracked. "I wanted to die, James. Every single day for a year. You weren't taking care of me. You were destroying me."
"I thought you'd move on."
"I did move on. I'm engaged. To a good man who actually exists."
He looked up.
"Then why are you here?"