audacity of it was staggering. This was the man I almost married, the man I broke up with because he d

final fight like

ed by moving boxes. It was supposed to be our fu

smooth and persuasive. "It' s about showing we' re a team.

gued, trying to stay calm. "My parents gave me the down p

"So that' s it? It' s always about your family' s money, isn' t it? You' re just lik

arity case. He said if I truly loved him, I would prove

s test. I t

n' t understand real struggle. He moved out, and I moved back in with my parents to sav

t just back, but treating my property

elled, my voice c

etched with concern. I didn' t have to say muc

. My mom gasped, her ha

ard," my d

rabbing my car keys from the hook by th

you," my dad said,

this myself first. Bu

ery red light felt like a personal insult. How did he even get in? He had a key once, but

oise or the party. It was a violation. He had taken the one place that was