“I want to fix our family, Nora,” he said.

“There’s no ‘us’ left to fix.” “I can change.

Give me a chance — do it for Mia.” I shook my head.

“It’s because of Mia that I won’t.

I am not going to teach my daughter that a woman is supposed to swallow disrespect to keep the picture of a happy family on the wall.

If I stay, that’s the lesson she learns.

So I’m leaving, and that’s the lesson she learns instead — that you don’t have to.” He had nothing to say to that, and I finished my coffee, and I paid for my own, and I left.