At a table laden with meat and seafood, my mother-in-law was the only person who left me with an empty plate: “We’ve run out of food for you.”

his hands. “I thought you’d always be there, Mari.”

“I know you did,” I replied. “And that was the mistake.”

He rubbed his eyes. “I ruined the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“It wasn’t a mistake, Daniel. It was a series of conscious choices you made every single day to take advantage of my kindness while ignoring my worth.”

He didn’t argue.

He signed and left.

Over the next year, my firm grew rapidly. We opened a second regional office and doubled our staff. Paula officially became my