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He sighed like I was a child, asking why the sky was blue. “The Henderson Group is considering a massive investment in my firm. We’re talking about tens of millions in new capital.
I can’t afford any distractions or mistakes. Your wife attending her brother’s wedding is a distraction when she shows up looking like—”
The point is some things are more important than social obligations.”
I was wearing jeans and a T-shirt, normal clothes for a Sunday at home. But under Richard’s critical gaze, I felt slovenly and inappropriate. “Richard, we need to have a serious conversation about what’s happening between us.”
“Nothing’s happening between us.
You’re being overly dramatic about normal marriage challenges.”
“I heard people at the wedding talking about our problems, about you feeling trapped.”
His beer bottle stopped halfway to his lips, and for just a moment, I saw something that looked almost like guilt flicker across his features. “You were eavesdropping on private conversations.”
“I was existing in the same space as people who apparently know more about my marriage than I do. What have you been telling your colleagues about our relationship?”
“Look, I may have mentioned that things have been challenging lately.
“What kind of challenges exactly?”
He sat down his beer and finally looked at me directly, his blue eyes cold as winter water. “You want brutal honesty?
Fine. You’ve gotten comfortable. You don’t take care of yourself the way you used to.
You dress down. You’ve gained weight. You’re content to just exist instead of trying to grow or improve yourself.”
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