“You wanted a traditional household where the man provides and the woman obeys,” I said quietly. “Let’s see how well this family functions when the only person providing the actual money is gone.”
Without waiting for another word, I stepped out the front door, locked it behind me, and walked down the steps into the crisp morning air. My phone buzzed in my pocket with a notification from my bank, confirming that my new apartment deposit had cleared and my corporate transfer was fully secured. As I started the engine of my SUV and backed down the driveway, I glanced in the rearview mirror to see David and his mother staring frantically out the front window, their golden cage finally collapsing around them. They had tried to shave my head to take away my dignity, but all they really did was give me the clarity I needed to walk away.
