“I’m sorry.”
“I’m not,” he said quietly. “I should have done it a long time ago. I just… I couldn’t see what she was doing. How she was spending, how she was making every decision. I felt like I was drowning, and I kept thinking if I just gave her what she wanted, it would get better.”
“But it didn’t.”
“No. It just got worse.” He paused. “You were right,continue reading …
