I didn’t move.
I didn’t flinch.
I didn’t even open my eyes.
I just lay there in the dark, listening to my wife quietly give my bank PIN to her mother through the bathroom door.
“Take it all,” she whispered. “Every dollar.”
More than $120,000.
I smiled — not on my face, but deep in my chest.
The kind of smile that comes when something finally clicks into place.
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