I stepped closer.
— Why wasn’t I part of this conversation?
His jaw tightened.
— Because I thought you’d refuse immediately before you even let me explain anything.
Exactly.
Ben had already decided what I would say before he had even given me a chance to think about it.
— So you didn’t need my opinion — I said quietly. — You needed me to accept a finished plan when there was nothing left to discuss.
— Chelsea, I’m trying to save our marriage.
— No. You’re trying to solve the problem for both of us by doing everything yourself. Like always.
I picked up the lunch bag.
— I’m not moving anywhere. And I’m not going to interrupt Olive’s school year.
He suddenly looked up.
— What?
— I’m not saying “never.” I’m saying you made this decision on your own. So now I’m making my own decision too.
