He Made Me Financially Dependent So I’d Never Leave — He Forgot I Used to Be a Risk Analyst, and I’d Been Preparing for Eleven Months
“She is not going to live here with us.
Because we are leaving tonight.”
Lucas’s face changed.
“Is Dad coming with us?”
Nothing Brandon said downstairs that night hurt me the way that one small question from my son did.
“Dad and I have some serious adult problems,” I said, carefully, “so he is not coming with us tonight.