Sam’s eyes narrowed, and his lips pressed into a thin line. Noah looked at me, a mix of shock and sadness in his eyes. “Ungrateful,” Sam muttered, shaking his head. “After everything I’ve done for you, this is how you repay me? By throwing it back in my face?”
“Ungrateful?” I shot back, my voice rising. “I’ve been managing this renovation from the start, making sure everything is done properly. You’re the one who can’t trust anyone but yourself!”
Noah finally found his voice. “Eliza, maybe we can find a compromise—”
“Compromise?” I interrupted, my eyes flashing. “I’ve been compromising from day one. I’m done bending over backwards to please everyone while my opinions are completely ignored.”
Sam turned to Noah, his voice dripping with disdain. “This is what you married? Someone who can’t even appreciate a good deal when it’s handed to them?”
Noah looked pained, caught between loyalty to his father and love for me. “Dad, please. This isn’t helping.”
“I can’t do this anymore,” I said, my voice breaking. “I can’t live like this. Noah, if you won’t support me, then I have no choice but to leave.”
I turned on my heel and stormed out of the house, my heart pounding in my chest.
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