He raised an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair. “What’s there to talk about? I’m about to hit it big.”
“About what I’ve been covering for you. The rent, utilities — and don’t pretend you don’t know I’ve been paying for your camera equipment.”
“I’m on the brink of my breakthrough, Claire! Why can’t you trust me?”
“Trust you? It’s hard when I can’t even pay my own bills!” My voice rose, a mix of frustration and desperation. “I’ve kept records. I have everything down.”
He scoffed, brushing his hand through his hair. “Oh, come on, you’re really going to pull that out now?”
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