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The color drained from his face as if someone had pulled a plug.
He knew.
Nick worked as a regional sales manager for a construction supply company. It was decent money, enough to be proud of. But decent wasn’t enough when I was bringing home almost twice his salary.
“You’re saying I’m not enough?” He argued.
“I’m saying you can’t demand I give up my career when you can’t afford to replace what I contribute.
That’s just math, Nick.”
He slammed his coffee mug onto the counter.
“So it’s all about money now? That’s what our marriage has become?”
“No,” I said quietly, glancing toward the monitor where I could hear Noah starting to fuss. “It’s about responsibility.
You begged for this, Nick. You wanted kids so badly… specifically sons. You got two.
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