“We are also going to help you with the monthly expenses because we know everything is expensive these days,” she added. I asked her exactly how much they planned to contribute and the question seemed to catch her completely off guard.
“Well, we were thinking of giving you whatever we can spare each month,” she replied while looking down at her coffee. That meant they would likely give me nothing while I paid for the increased utility bills for five people.
“Penelope, did you or Randall ever actually ask me if I wanted you to move in here?” I asked directly. She became very flustered and started fidgeting with her napkin because she knew they had completely ignored my feelings.
“Well, Randall said that you agreed and that you were very lonely living here all by yourself,” she stammered. I told her the truth which was that I was never lonely and that I actually loved my routine and my privacy.
I saw her confidence crumble as she realized that I was not the submissive woman Randall had described to her. “They did not think about me at all because they only thought about solving their own problems,” I told her firmly.
Penelope realized that they had made a massive mistake by assuming I would just go along with their plan. She argued that they had already told the landlord they were leaving and that they had nowhere else to go.
“Those are problems that you and Randall created when you made decisions for me without my input,” I told her. She left the house in a hurry and she was clearly angry that I was not cooperating with her vision for the future.
When the door closed, I felt like I had won the first major battle of this war and I felt more powerful than I had in years. I sent a message to Beverly letting her know that the meeting with Penelope had gone exactly as expected.
On Thursday night, Randall arrived at my house in a total rage and he did not even bother to say hello. He burst into the living room while I was watching a show and demanded to know what I had said to his wife.
“I told her the truth which is that you never asked for my permission to move into my home,” I replied calmly. He started shouting that I was being difficult and that I was acting like a selfish child.