told the jury. “They don’t show the nightmares or the loss of trust. They call it content. I call it cruelty disguised as comedy.”
The courtroom fell silent.
Kyle was sitting in the gallery. He had also been called to testify, and when our eyes met, he was crying.
Outside, reporters were waiting on the courthouse steps, but Grant guided me through them without speaking for me.
Kyle said my name.
“Thank you for telling the truth.”
“I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Jessica and anyone
