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I stared at the calendar—three days at Mom’s to help her after her stroke. I’d prepped meals and packed my bag.
“I’m taking the car tomorrow,” I told Liam while writing instructions for Emma.
From the couch, without looking up from his phone, he said, “Cool. Just pay me—$65 a day. That’s cheaper than a rental.”
I froze. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah. Wear and tear, gas, my down payment… if you use someone’s stuff, you pay.”
I dropped the marker. “I’m your wife. The mother of your child.”
He shrugged. “Still my car.”
That night, I called Jess. “Can you drive me to Mom’s? I’ll explain later.”
The next morning, I left without a word. As Jess pulled away, Liam called out, confused. I rolled down the window. “Just respecting your property rights.”
At Mom’s, I stayed busy helping her adjust. But that night, over tea, she gave me that knowing mom look. I broke down, confessing everything—how Liam and I split bills but I carried all the emotional and domestic load. How I felt alone.
Mom squeezed my hand. “Marriage is a team, Sara. You deserve better.”
When I got home, the house was chaos—takeout, dishes, Emma’s books everywhere. Max looked desperate. Liam looked exhausted.
“I don’t know how you do it,” he admitted.
I handed him an envelope:
Invoice: $28,900 for errands, childcare, cleaning—everything I do.
He gaped. “You’re kidding.”
I gave him another envelope.
“Divorce papers?”
“Yes. Three days, Liam. You couldn’t manage three days, and when I needed you, you charged me.”
“I was stressed. I’m sorry.”
“You should’ve noticed before it got this far.”
Six months later, Emma and I pulled into Mom’s in my own car.
“Do you miss Daddy?” she asked.
“I miss the family we were supposed to be. But I don’t miss feeling invisible.”
“Is that why you left?”
“I left because love isn’t about money—it’s how you treat someone when they need you.”
As we hugged Mom at the door, I felt lighter. I wasn’t for sale. And I finally knew my worth.
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