He’d given Vanessa so much material to work with
***
Two days later, the wedding cake customer canceled. She had heard there was “some trouble” with my bakery and couldn’t risk her order.
I stared at the message until the words blurred.
Vanessa wasn’t just embarrassing me anymore.
She was costing me money.
That night, I put my phone on the kitchen table.
“We post everything,” I said. “Every conversation. Full screenshots. Dates. All of it.”
She was costing me money.
Irvin shook his head.
“And turn our marriage into neighborhood entertainment? No. We fix the garage, stabilize the business, and stop giving her more of our life.”
“She’s already made our marriage neighborhood entertainment.”
“Then we don’t help her do it.”
“Your weak boundaries are part of the reason we’re here! We have to fight back.”
“And turn our marriage into neighborhood entertainment?”
The words hurt him. I saw it immediately.
