I decided to test him. “Honey, I got fired,” I said, my voice trembling slightly, though my heart raced with excitement. The truth was, I had just been promoted—an achievement I had worked quietly toward for years. I wanted to see if he’d be genuinely supportive or if resentment had quietly settled in over time.
But the moment I spoke, his reaction was not what I imagined. There was no concern, no shock—just a cold, sharp glare, and a fury I hadn’t anticipated.
“Of course you got fired,” he snapped, slamming his laptop shut. “You’ve always thought you knew better than everyone. Maybe now you’ll learn something.”
I stood frozen, clutching my purse straps like they were my lifeline. I had imagined this moment hundreds of times in my head—a warm hug, reassurance, a plan to face it together. None of that happened.
Instead, he paced the room, voice rising. “Do you even understand the position you’ve put us in? How do you expect us to pay the bills?” Not once did he ask if I was okay, if I was scared, or if I needed support.
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