nothing. Rage, nausea, humiliation, and trembling hands had accompanied me all afternoon; I had even dropped a spoon twice. But my pain did not entitle Daniel to watch every moment of it.
He took a seat. “It isn’t what you think.”
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I glanced at my evidence. “That would be genuinely impressive.”
“It just happened.”
“Nine months happened?”
His expression shifted. That told me nine months was probably an underestimate.
He began explaining: loneliness, our lost connection, my busy schedule, his need to be appreciated, Rachel’s understanding, the absence of planning, and his insistence that he still cared and never intended to hurt me. I heard all of it before sliding the first statement across.
“Did feeling unappreciated cost four hundred eighty-six dollars at the Riverside Inn?”
“Claire.”
“And was loneliness responsible for the two hundred twelve dollars at Fleming’s?”
“Can we please
