Everett's movements stiffened, saying in a low voice, "What did you say?"
We had always been very tactful with each other. Whenever we sensed we were about to have a fight, we would find another way to change the subject.
Because arguing broke relationships.
I didn't want to argue with him, but that didn't mean this tactic would suffice for a lifetime.
"Let's break up and I'll give you freedom."
I thought this was a decent way to break up.
There would be no entanglement or resentment towards each other after breaking up.
Everett remained silent, and his gaze fixed on my face.
He said, "Are you going to pick a fight with me just because of this minor issue?"
I met his gaze and walked silently into the room.
He continued, "Winona, explain what you are making a fuss about clearly."
I opened the closet and took out all the clothes in the corner.
The ring box he had hidden there before was indeed missing.
I pointed to the vacant spot, saying, "Today you invited my parents to dinner, but you were celebrating another woman's birthday, presenting her with a significant ring. Everett, what do you want me to think?"
I hadn't intended to be so forthright with him.