For ten years I was his wife in every way except for one thing: our official marriage. When I asked for a signature, he laughed, “It’s just a piece of paper.” The next morning, his smile disappeared.

I opened my laptop.

First, I set up a new personal bank account and transferred money to you, which I postpone my salary for years. I left enough money in our shared account to cover my share of the expenses this month.

Then I changed the account for which my salary was affected. I pulled Michael off my life insurance recipient list and called a close friend who worked as a lawyer.

It was second at night, but it was right.

When I told him what had happened, he was silent for a long time.

“Laura, you know that the deed of the house property is in your name alone, right?”

“I know.

“Does Michael know that?”

“I don’t think he’s ever bothered to check it out.”

That night, for the first time, I reviewed all the documents not as a loving couple, but as a woman who has to protect herself.

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