“You ever think about how different life could be with more money?”
“Sure. In this economy, even a $50 raise would be amazing.”
He shook his head. “I mean real money. The kind that buys freedom—never checking your balance before shopping, traveling whenever you want, starting a business without wondering if it’ll ruin you.”
I smiled. “You sound like you’re pitching a scam.”
“I’m serious.”
I set my fork down. “Okay, seriously… that sounds nice, but we’re doing okay right now, and as long as I have you, I’m happy.”
He looked at me, and his expression softened. “You’re right. As long as we’re together and don’t have to answer to anyone else, everything will be okay.”
I should have asked more questions, but I assumed he would open up eventually if I just gave him time.
On our wedding day, I believed I was stepping into the rest of my life.
