For two days, her words echoed in my head alongside Jake’s sudden obsession with “saving for our future.” The late-night “work calls,” the secrecy, the dismissive attitude—it all lined up too perfectly.
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Jake didn’t know I knew. That gave me time.
That night, he was spread out on the couch, scrolling endlessly. I walked over calmly.
“I’ve been thinking about what you said.”
His eyes lit up. “Yeah?”
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