Chapter 17

Daniel tried dating again, according to mutual acquaintances who spoke too much.
He told people I chose work over marriage.
Good.
Let him have the sentence.
I knew the truth.
I chose dignity over control.
Work was simply the place where his control finally became visible.
His father sent me a holiday card that year.
No pressure.
No guilt.
Just one line:
I hope your life is larger now.
I placed it on my fridge.
May you like
Because yes.
It was.