know how to travel without you paying for everything.”
I stopped.
Then I slowly turned around.
Daniel looked successful in the shallow way a tailored suit and an expensive watch can make an insecure man seem important.
For twelve years, I had stood beside him at charity galas, investor dinners, corporate events, family celebrations, and fundraising parties.
Everywhere we went, he introduced me the same way.
“My wife, Claire.”
Never:
“My strategist.”
Never:
“The woman who rescued my company twice.”
Never:
“The person whose decisions kept me from bankruptcy.”
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