Every major expense.
Every contribution.
Or, in my case, the lack of parental contributions.
Jocelyn walked the judge through the records.
My parents had given Priscilla more than $140,000.
They had bought her a car.
Paid expenses.
Helped with rent.
Funded travel.
Supported her various projects.
Meanwhile, my own education had been financed through scholarships, employment, and my own savings.
The beach house had been purchased with money I earned myself.
Jocelyn then presented the bank records showing my mortgage payments.
Insurance premiums.
Property taxes.
Repairs.
Closing costs.
Everything came from me.
My parents’ attorney shifted uneasily in his chair.
The judge continued reading.
Then Jocelyn brought out the messages.
My mother repeatedly contacting me after I refused to give Priscilla access.
My father promising Priscilla a key to a property he didn’t own.
Messages discussing how she would use the beach house for her social media business.
Then came the Instagram post.
Jocelyn placed the printed photograph in front of the judge.
The judge studied it.
Then looked toward Priscilla.
Priscilla stopped scrolling.
For the first time that morning, her phone disappeared into her purse.
But Jocelyn wasn’t finished.
She reached into another folder.
And pulled out a much older document.
“My client also has evidence concerning the history of the parties’ financial relationship,” Jocelyn said.
She handed the document to the judge.
It was a letter.
