So I smiled.
That unsettled him.
“Is that all?” he asked.
“Aren’t you going to make a scene?” Clara added, almost disappointed.
I folded my napkin and stood up.
“You’re right, Victor,” I said softly. “I do deserve peace.”
Then I picked up my purse, kissed my children on the cheek, and walked out while my husband laughed behind me.
He thought I had lost everything.
He had no idea…
that I had just stopped protecting him.
