To him, my meager salary was insignificant, barely enough for one of his extravagant meals at upscale restaurants. Worse, it was clear that he never respected my career.
I remembered how when I once excitedly told Ethan I won a sizable five-million dollar case, he had sneered, "Our company signs contracts worth tens of millions without blinking; five million is small fry. Why bother slaving away? Just quit, I'll support you."
Since then, I never shared anything work-related with him again. I now realized he only liked my looks and body, never truly my soul or aspirations.
Our relationship was shallow, all about pleasure, never about growth or understanding. By contrast, standing beside Connor, I felt genuinely appreciated and respected for the first time, sensing he might be the kind
