“You did this to us, Dexter,” she hissed, pointing a finger at him. “You did this to us every time you spoke down to me and made me feel like an uncontrollable mess. You did this to us when you held me down under the guise of ‘fixing my mess’ instead of letting me stand back up. You continue to do this to us with every lie that spills from your lips and secret you keep from me.”
Call him out
