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to how you live your life. Now that your disaster of a marriage is behind you, we can move forward and find you a more suitable match.”
That one statement sent me over the edge. She was the one who pushed me to marry Michael in the first place. I wanted to wait, but she wouldn’t hear it. Now, she was acting like the divorce was my fault.
I was furious. My face was hot, and I imagined you could see steam coming from my ears. Liam sat back in his chair, trying to put more space between us in case I blew.
“And as for you, my dear William, you will finish school and you will join your father at the firm. Your father and I will not allow you to waste your life behind a bar, serving drunks and lowlife degenerates.”
Liam opened his mouth to argue, but I was quicker on the draw. “Absolutely not,” I said enunciating every syllable, my face flaming with white hot rage at her ludicrous demands.
“This is not up for discussion, Madison. We have made our decision,” she said, her face a mask of perfect calm.
I threw my napkin down on the table and got to my feet, almost knocking over my chair in the process. “Liam, let’s go.”
“Sit down,” she said through her teeth. “You are making a scene.”
I was done. I no longer gave a shit what she thought. I was my own person. I’d made a life for myself and was at a turning point in my career. I didn’t need her. What was she going to do, cut me out of her will? I didn’t need her money, and I sure as hell didn’t need her.
Liam came to my side of the table. “Good-bye, Daddy,” I said as calm as I could manage. I leaned down and kissed him on his cheek. I turned my attention to my mother, who was fit to be tied. I plastered on that polite smile I’d perfected over the years and looked my mother straight in her eye. “Go to hell, Mother,” I said then turned on my heel and headed for the door, leaving the three of them gaping behind me.
I hit the hotel lobby, but I didn’t stop. I kept going, ignoring Liam’s calls for me to wait. I stepped into the street, handing the valet my ticket. I’m sure I looked as crazy as I felt in that moment, because the guy looked a little scared as he took off to retrieve my car.
Liam caught up to me, breathing a little heavy. “That was amazing,” he said. “I can’t believe you told her off like that.” I didn’t respond; I just kept my eyes straight ahead, still stewing. The nerve of that woman.
When my car pulled up, I yanked the passenger door opened and dropped into the seat, folding my arms across my chest without so much as a word to Liam. I was in no condition to drive.
Liam took the hint and went around to the driver’s side. I said nothing the entire ride home. Liam kept glancing nervously at me, not quite sure what to make of my mood.
When we got back to my apartment, I marched straight to my room and slammed the door. I could not believe that woman. She’s always been controlling, but that was too much, even for her. I dug my phone out of my bag and saw I had two missed calls from her and one from my father. I deleted all of the messages and dropped the phone on the bed.
I headed to the bathroom, stripped out of my clothes, and turned on the shower. I was so heated that I turned the hot water all the way off and stepped in, letting the cold spray wash over me.
When I’d calmed down somewhat, I turned off the water and stood there naked, cold, and wet, breathing heavily. I was beyond done with her. Fuck it! I’m a grown woman. I was done listening to her voice inside my head. I was done worrying about trying to please her. It was impossible anyway. I was free of Michael, and now I was free of my mother. I suddenly felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I was free.
I dried off quickly, not bothering to get dressed. I just wrapped a robe around my naked body and headed back into my bedroom.
If she wanted rebellion, I would show her rebellion. It was time I did something for me.
That one statement sent me over the edge. She was the one who pushed me to marry Michael in the first place. I wanted to wait, but she wouldn’t hear it. Now, she was acting like the divorce was my fault.
I was furious. My face was hot, and I imagined you could see steam coming from my ears. Liam sat back in his chair, trying to put more space between us in case I blew.
“And as for you, my dear William, you will finish school and you will join your father at the firm. Your father and I will not allow you to waste your life behind a bar, serving drunks and lowlife degenerates.”
Liam opened his mouth to argue, but I was quicker on the draw. “Absolutely not,” I said enunciating every syllable, my face flaming with white hot rage at her ludicrous demands.
“This is not up for discussion, Madison. We have made our decision,” she said, her face a mask of perfect calm.
I threw my napkin down on the table and got to my feet, almost knocking over my chair in the process. “Liam, let’s go.”
“Sit down,” she said through her teeth. “You are making a scene.”
I was done. I no longer gave a shit what she thought. I was my own person. I’d made a life for myself and was at a turning point in my career. I didn’t need her. What was she going to do, cut me out of her will? I didn’t need her money, and I sure as hell didn’t need her.
Liam came to my side of the table. “Good-bye, Daddy,” I said as calm as I could manage. I leaned down and kissed him on his cheek. I turned my attention to my mother, who was fit to be tied. I plastered on that polite smile I’d perfected over the years and looked my mother straight in her eye. “Go to hell, Mother,” I said then turned on my heel and headed for the door, leaving the three of them gaping behind me.
I hit the hotel lobby, but I didn’t stop. I kept going, ignoring Liam’s calls for me to wait. I stepped into the street, handing the valet my ticket. I’m sure I looked as crazy as I felt in that moment, because the guy looked a little scared as he took off to retrieve my car.
Liam caught up to me, breathing a little heavy. “That was amazing,” he said. “I can’t believe you told her off like that.” I didn’t respond; I just kept my eyes straight ahead, still stewing. The nerve of that woman.
When my car pulled up, I yanked the passenger door opened and dropped into the seat, folding my arms across my chest without so much as a word to Liam. I was in no condition to drive.
Liam took the hint and went around to the driver’s side. I said nothing the entire ride home. Liam kept glancing nervously at me, not quite sure what to make of my mood.
When we got back to my apartment, I marched straight to my room and slammed the door. I could not believe that woman. She’s always been controlling, but that was too much, even for her. I dug my phone out of my bag and saw I had two missed calls from her and one from my father. I deleted all of the messages and dropped the phone on the bed.
I headed to the bathroom, stripped out of my clothes, and turned on the shower. I was so heated that I turned the hot water all the way off and stepped in, letting the cold spray wash over me.
When I’d calmed down somewhat, I turned off the water and stood there naked, cold, and wet, breathing heavily. I was beyond done with her. Fuck it! I’m a grown woman. I was done listening to her voice inside my head. I was done worrying about trying to please her. It was impossible anyway. I was free of Michael, and now I was free of my mother. I suddenly felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I was free.
I dried off quickly, not bothering to get dressed. I just wrapped a robe around my naked body and headed back into my bedroom.
If she wanted rebellion, I would show her rebellion. It was time I did something for me.
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