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Just us. You’re always so needy and demanding. We need space. Don’t call. Don’t text. just leave us alone for the holidays. I sat down heavily on my kitchen chair, the phone nearly slipping from my grip. Needy, demanding. I had asked to see my own family for Christmas. Was that demanding? I waited for Brian to call to check on me to at least acknowledge what his sister had said.
We had a family group chat. He had surely seen the message. Silence. Hours passed, then a full day. Brian said nothing. His silence felt like agreement, like betrayal, just as sharp as Jessica’s words. That night, I didn’t sleep. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, Tom’s side of the bed cold and empty as it had been for 7 years.
And then with a clarity that surprised me, I knew exactly what I needed to do. I canled every automatic payment, all of them. Then I texted back, just one word, okay. After I pressed send on that single word, okay. I sat motionless for several minutes, my heart pounding. What had I just done? But as the initial shock faded, something else took its place. Not anger, not yet.
First came curiosity, a cold, analytical curiosity I hadn’t felt in years. I opened my banking app and began to scroll, not just through recent months, but years. I exported statements, created a spreadsheet, something Tom had taught melong ago when we used to manage our household budget together. The numbers that emerged made me feel physically ill.
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