Standing in that warehouse, I understood why she’d been so careful with money I hadn’t known was already disappearing.
A huge portion of it was now sitting around me in deposits, shelves, supplies, legal fees, and boxes.
“How long?” I asked.
“Why spend the money if we don’t have to?”
“About eight months.”
Eight months.
She’d been having meetings, signing paperwork, making purchases, hiring an entire freaking warehouse, and resigned from her job, all behind my back.
All while I was eating dinner across from her every night.
“Why?”
“I told you. I wanted to surprise you.”
“Bull.”
All behind my back.
She looked at me.
“Maeve, people don’t secretly spend that much money for a surprise. They don’t turn their lives upside down for a surprise.”
Her eyes hardened.
“I knew you’d worry,” she said. “You would’ve told me to slow down. Not to quit without funding. Maybe that we couldn’t afford it.”
