“I needed proof of income.
Daniel said he’d help me apply, but my credit wasn’t good enough.
He said using someone with better credit would get us approved.”
“Someone,” I said slowly, “meaning me.”
She covered her face.
“I thought I could repay it before you ever found out.”
I felt something inside me go cold.
“You were going to steal from me.”
“I wasn’t stealing!”
“You used my identity to borrow money!”
“I was going to pay it back!”
The words came out so quickly that they sounded rehearsed.
Perhaps they were.
Andrew gathered the documents.
“That’s enough for now.”
Kayla stood abruptly.
“No!
You can’t just sit there and judge me!
You don’t know what it’s like to be desperate!”
“Desperation explains why someone makes a bad choice,” Andrew replied.
“It doesn’t make the choice harmless.”
She turned toward me.
