“Do I have to go to practice today?”
“You’ll feel better after you’re there,” I said.
She shrugged but smiled as she grabbed a piece of toast.
“I was thinking we should go shoe shopping this weekend,” I said, reaching for the sugar jar. “You’ve all grown.
Maddie needs sandals. Matt, you need something that isn’t scuffed to the point of holes.”
“I like the holes. It’s called ventilation.”
“No,” I said.
“It’s called a trip hazard.”
The kids laughed. And for once, the house felt light and untangled. And then Colin walked in.
He paused just inside the door.
We all looked at him.
His eyes moved from the kids to me.
His jaw tightened, then loosened again. There was something in his expression that hadn’t been there before — not pride, not charm, but something quieter.
Something… real.
He cleared his throat.
Simon looked at me, unsure.
I nodded.
“I owe you all an apology. Especially your mom,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.
No one spoke. Maddie raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
“I didn’t respect it.
I mean, I thought I did, but I didn’t. I thought keeping the house running was just… something that happened. I didn’t realize what it took.
And how much of it all fell on you,” he said, glancing at me.
He paused before speaking again.
“I took away your choices, Noa. We said you’d go back to work after the kids started school, and then I just… assumed.
I didn’t ask. I didn’t listen.”
I let the silence stretch. I needed to know he meant it.
“I’m sorry for taking away your autonomy.
And for treating you like a dependent instead of a partner. I didn’t know how much I’d started thinking of our life as mine. Today, we’re opening a joint account you can access.
And Monday, I’ll book us a meeting with a financial advisor — together.”
“That’s the problem, Colin,” I said, finally. “It wasn’t just yesterday. This has been building for years.
I stopped asking for things because I already knew the answer. I started hiding parts of myself just to keep the peace.”
He looked down.
“I gave up a career I loved. I gave up financial independence.
And I don’t regret raising our kids — not for a second — but I do regret that you made me feel like it was the only thing I was allowed to do.”
“I know,” he said softly. “I see that now.”
Matthew fidgeted with his juice bottle. Maddie crossed her arms.
“Are you going to change?” Simon asked.
“I want to,” Colin said.
“I don’t expect anything overnight. But I’m listening now. For real.”
I studied him.
He looked… tired. Not in a defeated way, just stripped down.
Like he’d finally stepped into the version of himself I’d been hoping for all along.
“I’m not making promises.” I held his gaze. “I need time. But I appreciate the apology.”
“That’s fair,” Colin nodded.
Maddie walked over and nudged him with her shoulder.
“You missed a pretty good breakfast, Dad.”
“I can see that,” he smiled, just a little.
As I poured a second cup of coffee, I nodded once.
And this time, I wouldn’t be asking for permission.
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