Mila laid out the account statements and whatnot to go over them again, no matter how much she tried to distract herself, Darcy's words hit hard. Shortly, the statements became a headache, the figures were warped and she flipped the paper over rubbing her temple.
The house was quiet, without Darcy being home...
She was an accountant, the stress of handling people's budgets rolled on her and their marriage, her parents had been the kind that wanted her to settle down early so she wouldn't have to suffer later in life, pressuring her to take desperate measures.
She met him at age twenty and Burt had always been respectful and she took him for granted, her attitude ruined everything, she had debts from her spending patterns, those deficits piled up and she paid for it dearly.
