“I made a mistake.”

“What if you’re making a mistake now?”

“I’m not.”

“You seem to be a very inconsistent young woman, Ms. Jacobs.”

“Objection!” Jared’s lawyer cried.

“Sustained,” the judge said firmly.

“No further questions, Your Honor,” Brent’s lawyer said as he walked away.

I realized he never needed me to answer at all. He just needed to sow the seeds of doubt, and he had done a brilliant job of doing just that.