And then, for the first time in ten years, he looked at me not like a woman who wasn’t going anywhere.
But for a woman he could really lose.
“Laura… what is it?”
I put a cup of coffee in front of him.
“You said yourself that marriage is just a piece of paper.”
He looked at me.
And for the first time, he couldn’t find an answer.
But the most interesting part was at the bottom of the list.
There was one line there that Michael apparently didn’t expect.
And when he read it, he paled.
Because he realized: I had been preparing for this for a lot longer than he thought.
“Because marriage is just an insignificant piece of paper. It doesn’t change anything. If you need a legal deal to feel safe, that’s your problem, not mine.”
The woman at the next table turned around and looked towards us.
I felt my cheeks burning.
But I didn’t cry.
I didn’t raise my voice.
I just smiled and said,
“You’re right. A piece of paper doesn’t change anything.”
Michael looked at me with satisfaction.
He thought he had won.
Yes