of childcare?”
I opened the door only halfway.
“No. Your brother destroyed his marriage because he believed my life was available for him to redistribute.”
Melissa folded her arms.
“You’ve always helped.”
“Yes.”
“So what changed?”
“I stopped confusing being useful with being loved.”
For once, she had nothing to say.
But the real confrontation came three weeks later in Eleanor’s conference room.
Daniel arrived with an aggressive attorney and the same expression he wore during business negotiations.
He still seemed convinced that I would eventually back down.
His lawyer
