My Husband Woke Me at 4:40 A.M. to Serve His Mother. Three Days After I Left, the Police Called About My House.
“Why would he hide something like that from me?” I pondered aloud.
Samuel adjusted his glasses thoughtfully.
“That is a question you will have to ask Gavin directly.”
After we concluded the video call, I sat staring at the financial figures on the table.
Discovering the truth about the money did not excuse Gavin’s deceptive actions in the slightest.
If anything, it frustrated me in a completely different way.
There might have been a perfectly reasonable explanation for helping his sick aunt, but he had simply never trusted me enough to tell me the truth.
Or worse, he had never respected me enough to believe I deserved to know where our money was going.