rail whenever the train swayed.
Daniel ordered wine.
Vanessa ordered steak.
At one point, she leaned around the partition and called loudly, “Still standing?”
Daniel grinned.
“Maybe it’s good exercise!”
They laughed.
Something inside me went quiet.
Not broken.
Quiet.
Daniel had spent the past year believing I depended on him. He liked telling people I had “stopped working” after our wedding.
Technically, that was true.
What he never mentioned was that I had sold my cybersecurity company eighteen months earlier.
He also didn’t know I still controlled a family
