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1Bryn“Oh, come on!”

I stuck e twine and yanked, but it wouldn’t release Digging my nails into one of the knots, I cursed the manicurist who told me the short, sporty look was trendy for this season No et the twine off the packaging It was beyond htly It wasn’t like it was going to escape at this point

Glancing over at the clock, I sawaway When I first caood idea Silly me, I didn’t take into account the need to wrestle the roast free before I would be able to put it in the oven The battle had already put a significant dent in the tiet it in soon, Justin would come home to a less-than-romantic assortment of takeout Chinese Granted, at this point I was alainstwith this massive chunk of meat

But I was never one to give up that easily Some people called it stubbornness I called it… well, stubbornness But I thought of it in acloser to persistence

Wrenching open the junk drawer, I dug through the odds and ends of life that ended up tucked there My search for kitchen shears came up dry It didn’t surpriseout of the drawer and walking away from the kitchen At least, that’s the way Justin would tell it, considering he insisted he never touched the things and couldn’t understand why they kept showing up on his desk

Letting out a sigh, I left the offending roast on the counter and headed for Justin’s office Crowded into one of the two extra bedrooms in my little house, the office here he buried hiet to the next level That was how he described it I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant He wanted to make more money and be more successful

I was proud of hiether, and he orking so hard to make it happen for us

The door to the office was shut, but it wasn’t locked I stepped inside and glanced at the desk The scissors weren’t there Sifting through the papers piled on top, I still didn’t find them They had to be there I didn’t have the room I opened the first drawer but didn’t find the it when I noticed a particular file

I paused Why would he have that in here?

Taking the file out, I checked the label, just to ht Justin didn’t have an account in that bank But I did The account my mother set up forshe had worked so hard to build up for me before she died

My stomach sank and h the papers not believing what I was seeing Rage bubbled up inside me, and ht it was I went back to the first page and read through theain

He’d stolen my entire inheritance

I wanted to cry I wanted to screas I wanted to storm back in the kitchen and throw the roast out theBut before I could do anything, the doors to the office opened and Justin walked in

“What are you doing in here?” he asked

I looked at hiry with o anywhere I please Especially now that I knohat’s been happening right under my own roof”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t act duyou don’t knohat’s going on I was in the kitchen acting like an absolute idiot trying to make you a special dinner to shoBut the scissors were ain So, I came in here to find them, and look what I found instead”

I shoved the papers into his chest, and Justin stu down at them His eyes widened “Bryn, let me explain”

“There’s nothing for you to explain,” I said “You can’t possibly talk your way out of drainingit all You stole fro to build a future together”