My husband str:uck my mother twice right in front of me and demanded, “Either she leaves tonight or our marriage is over.”

business, okay?”

“And he needed more than a hundred thousand dollars of my money to solve them?”

“He’s my brother!”

“That was my hard-earned money too!”

Brandon immediately lost his patience.

“We will discuss this maturely when you bring your stuff back home tomorrow.”

“I am never stepping foot in that apartment again.”

“Elena, enough with the dramatic nonsense! Tomorrow I’ll pay for a hotel room for your mother, and you’re coming back home where you belong.”

I stared at my own reflection in the hotel window.

“Did you really