Michael didn’t even try to hide it anymore. His hand rested comfortably on hers as he looked at me—not with anger, but with indifference.
“You and that child are nothing without me,” he said, his mouth twisting into a smirk. “Without my money, without my protection, you’ll starve.”
The Fall
By dawn, Ethan and I were standing on the sidewalk with two suitcases and nowhere to go.
In a single night, I had gone from being the wife of a successful CEO to a single mother with no savings, no home, and no safety net. I had left my career in finance years earlier to support Michael’s ambitions and raise our son. Every account, every property—everything—was in his name.
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