“You and Emily move here.
You will never worry about rent again.
Her healthcare will be covered.
Your debts can be dealt with.
You can work or not work.
I will never control you with money.”
“This is insane.”
“Probably.”
“You barely know me.”
That strange pain crossed his face again.
“I know enough.”
“You don’t.”
“I know how you speak to Emily when you think nobody is listening.
I know you return money that could rescue you because you are terrified of owing anyone.
I know you keep crackers in your purse because being hungry once taught you never to trust a full cupboard.”
My skin prickled.
“How do you know that?”
He looked away.
