He looked at me.
“I never wanted to hurt you.”
“But you did.”
“I thought I could fix everything.”
“You kept borrowing money.”
“Yes.”
“You kept lying.”
“Yes.”
“You rented an apartment.”
“Yes.”
“You told Rachel our marriage was over.”
He looked down.
“Yes.”
“You let your mother believe I was the problem.”
Silence.
“Yes.”
I felt tears running down my face.
“You made me feel guilty for working.”
“I know.”
“You made me feel selfish for wanting a promotion.”
“I know.”
“You made me feel like I wasn’t doing enough.”
“I know.”
“And all this time…”
I wiped my face.
“You were the one who wasn’t doing anything.”
Nathan started crying.
“I was ashamed.”
I looked at him.
“You should have been honest.”
“I was afraid you’d leave.”
“You were more afraid of losing me than you were willing to be honest with me.”
He nodded.
