because I was useless. I am no longer going to spend my life trying to protect you from the consequences of your own words.”
His face reddened.
“You’re still holding on to that?”
“Yes.”
“After all these years together?”
“Especially after all these years together.”
He had no response.
The guests arrived, and we behaved politely. Nobody mentioned the argument.
But something had changed.
Richard could no longer rely on my silence to maintain the illusion that everything was fine.
And for a man who had spent years controlling the
