Nathan glared at Crystal. His hands clenched and unclenched at his side, “So,” he said, “you went to the bar last night to take pictures and gather hard evidence so that the court would grant you a divorce?”

“I-I--I…” Crystal stammered. She didn’t know what to say and or how to defend herself. Suddenly she could not even look at him. She lacked the courage to look up.

Nathan grabbed Crystal by the arm and yanked her out of bed. Then he pinched her chin, forcing her to look at ...