I felt my eyes filled with tears.
But you laughed at me.
Mihai was lowering his eyes.
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I know.
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No. Last night you didn’t know. You thought I could be humiliated and that in the morning I would still be here, preparing your coffee.
For the first time, he had no answer.
That day I went to the lawyer.
I learned something important: ten years together they didn’t have to be turned into a simplistic story of “everything mine” or “everything is ours.”
There were contributions to document, goods and obligations to clarify, and any breakup had to be made legally and correctly.
That’s what I wanted.
Not revenge.
Clarity.
In the next few days we separated the current expenses and kept records of all payments.
And Mihai started, for the first time in ten years, to ask the questions he had avoided.
Why was marriage so important to me?
