The official airline record documenting the exact moment Logan had abandoned me at the gate in Madrid.

The text message in which Logan had written, in his own words, Consider this a lesson in respect. And the itemized credit card statement showing the charge for Chloe’s hotel suite.

And then, because I am who I am, I displayed one more thing: a spreadsheet.

Every personal expense I had covered for the Sterling household since the day of our engagement, itemized, dated, totaled.

The final number sat there on the screen above the dinner, and I watched several members of that famously composed family set down their wine glasses, because the number was very large, and because they had spent the evening prepared to lecture me about my greed, and it is difficult to lecture a woman about greed while looking at the sum of what she has given you.

“You paid for those things voluntarily,” Eleanor said, into the silence, “because you were family!”