“What’s all this?”
I took a sip of coffee.
“Paper.”
He frowned.
“What?”
“You said paper doesn’t matter.”
His face tightened.
“Rachel, what are you doing?”
“I’m separating our finances.”
He stared at me.
“What do you mean, separating?”
“I’m moving my salary into a personal account. I’m removing the automatic transfers I set up years ago. We’ll each pay an agreed share of the household expenses from now on.”
His eyes widened.
“You can’t just do that.”
“Why not?”
“Because we’re a couple.”
I looked directly at him.
“A couple, yes. But according to you, not one that needs any legal commitment.”
He ran a hand through his hair.
“This is ridiculous.”
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