of the life we had supposedly built together.
I sat at the kitchen table with the email open on my screen.
I could have confronted him immediately.
Instead, I made a copy of the relevant records and added another question to my list.
I needed to understand my legal and financial position before deciding what to do.
I had no intention of allowing anger to make decisions for me.
Richard had underestimated me because he thought I was incapable of understanding the world he inhabited.
I was not going to