Nathan grinned, and Ruby clung to him without a care.
His buddies immediately chimed in.
“Yeah, yeah, Nathan, you’re living the dream — just don’t forget your brothers…”
The lounge filled with raucous laughter.
“Nathan, don’t worry! When I win the racing championship, the first thing I’ll do is bring you the trophy!”
Nathan laughed even harder, his eyes glassy.
“See? Ruby is just that confident. Her world needs passion and speed — and I have to support her.”
I stood at the doorway, feeling the blood in my veins turn to ice.
Most of my income each month went straight to Nathan.
My right hand still needed rehabilitation if I ever wanted a chance to fully recover.
I had once wanted to buy an imported nerve stimulation device, but Nathan’s face had darkened immediately.
“Spending more money? You’ve been treating this for years. Domestic models are cheaper.”
In the end, he only allowed me to buy a low-frequency domestic machine that cost a few hundred dollars — and I had to pay the bill myself.
So he could be generous — just never with me.
The next day, Nathan and I went together to pick up our custom-made wedding rings.
Nathan sat in the passenger seat, scrolling through his phone absentmindedly.