I had spent years building a life around the two of us.
And somewhere along the way, Luke had apparently confused being loved with being entitled.
I opened the folder and placed several papers on the counter.
« The lease is ending next month, » I said. « I’m not renewing it. »
Luke stared at me.
« What? »
« I’m moving out. »
He laughed.
Not because anything was funny.
Because he genuinely thought I was bluffing.