—What are you observing?
—If you understood why this happened.
He remained silent.
Then he admitted something he had never said during dinner.
—I’m used to you being the one who deals with difficult moments.
It wasn’t a big confession.
But this was the first time he admitted there was a problem without getting into an argument about the price of dinner.
“That hurt me,” I told him.
I didn’t want to be the person who always had to resolve awkward situations.
I wanted to become his wife.
I wanted to sit at the table like everyone else.
I wanted to eat my meal without thinking about how much I would have to pay for the rest.
I wanted when someone said “let’s have dinner,” they meant exactly that, not “he’ll pay at the end.”
La familia de Chris no cambió de la noche a la mañana.
