me.
We spent the next hour talking about trivial things. Robert told me about his work, about his plans with Sarah, about places they wanted to visit. I nodded and smiled at the appropriate moments, but my mind was completely elsewhere. I was thinking about how I was going to confront him, how I was going to get my money back, how I was going to make him pay for what he had done to me.
When he finally got up to leave, he hugged me and kissed me on the forehead, as he had done a thousand times before.
“I love you very much, Mom. Take care.”
Those words, which would have filled me with warmth before, now only gave me a shiver. I closed the door behind him and slumped onto the sofa, emotionally exhausted. I had managed to act normal. I had managed to keep him from