“You have said enough.” Maggie seethed.

“Maggie?” 

“To think you'd stoop so low, because you felt intimidated by a man like you that you'd accuse your daughter's teacher in such a manner.”

Jacob's fingers tightened into fists, as he glared at the table.

Maggie closed her eyes briefly.

“Just… go to your room.”

“Maggie—”

“Just… leave. I do not wish to look at you at this moment.”

I turned to my food, suddenly feeling nauseous.

Soon enough, I heard the scraping of a chair and Jacob's footsteps as he walked away.

Silence settled between us for a moment.

Then—

“Mr Gareth—”

“I believe I should take my leave, Mrs Duncan.”...