“You’re embarrassing me.”
I smiled slightly.
“You embarrassed yourself the moment you thought you could treat me like this.”
Then he whispered, “If you call the police, we’re done.”
I held his gaze.
“That’s exactly what I want.”
And right there, in front of everyone, I dialed emergency services.
That night didn’t just end a dinner.
It ended everything.
Because for the first time in years, I didn’t stay quiet.
I chose myself.
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