Ruining the Genius Who Framed Me
Language: en
The day Victor won the Nobel Prize, a reporter traveled all the way to my quiet cottage in upstate New York to interview me—his disgraced ex-wife. The live-stream camera was shoved directly into my face, catching every raw, unedited detail of my weathered skin. "Mrs. Pearl Harold, forty years ago you allegedly grew impatient with Professor Harold’s poverty, had an affair, and were caught in bed by your husband. We also understand your own parents took their lives out of the shame of your actions." The reporter paused, letting the heavy words hang in the air for the thousands of viewers…