“What?”
“I canceled it.”
She blinked.
“You can’t just—”
“It’s my account.”
The line went quiet.
For perhaps the first time in her life, Mia encountered a fact she couldn’t argue with.
Then came the second change.
The luxury SUV disappeared.
Repossessed.
Legally.
The title belonged to me.
The insurance belonged to me.
The payments belonged to me.
The vehicle belonged to me.
Not her.
