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    • Chapter Three The door opened quietly as James stepped inside the next morning, his bags in hand. He hesitated for a moment, listening for any sign of Christine, then slowly removed his coat and set his bags down. He found her sitting on the couch, her eyes red and puffy, clutching a tissue in her hand. When she saw him, her shoulders sank, and she looked away briefly before speaking softly. "I'm sorry, James. I’ve been so stupid." Her voice trembled. "I see it now. I’ve been acting like a child, hiding from responsibility, dismissing everything you said. I didn’t realize how much I was hurting us." James felt his own eyes sting, but he kept his expression steady. He sat down slowly across from her, giving her space to speak further. "I’ve been irresponsible, reckless with money, thinking it was harmless fun. But it’s not. It’s dangerous, and I…” She paused, fighting back tears. “I’m truly sorry for all the stress I caused you. I love you, and I don’t want to lose us.” He took a deep breath, reaching out gently to her hand. "I appreciate your honesty, Christine. It’s been a tough few days for both of us, but I think this was a needed wake-up call." She looked up at him, eyes teary but hopeful. “I want to change. I want us to be better. I want to be honest, responsible, and supportive. But James.. I don’t know how to be responsible with money. I try but every time, I can only go so long before the temptation overwhelms me. I don’t know how to stop.” James squeezed her hand gently. He sighed deeply. “I know, baby. I know this is hard for you. And,” he paused here, taking a deep breath for bravery. “I think I have an idea to help you.” Christine looked at him inquisitively. He continued, “Chris… the money is the biggest issue right now, but it’s not the only issue. I love you so much. You’re smart and funny and fun but… you’re also thoughtless. You leave messes everywhere you go.” He paused here, gesturing at the coffee cups and used kleenexes littering the coffee table. “You rarely cook for us or do laundry or dishes or even fill the car with gas when it’s empty. You float through life like a child, and I think you need help growing up.” She leaned back on the couch, taking in his words and nodding. “I know,” she said, slowly. “I always have. As long as I did well in school, my parents just handled everything else. Even in my 20s. And I never lived alone. I went straight from being taken care of by them to living with you and I just never… thought about those things.” He sat next to her on the couch, pulling her into a careful embrace. “You know our sex life hasn’t been completely… vanilla?” he said carefully. “Yeah,” Claire answered in mild confusion. This hardly seemed the time to be talking about their sex life, but it was true they had tried a few different things. Most of them were James’ suggestion, but he’d always been extremely respectful of her limits and ensured it was fun for her. “Remember when we played with diapers?” he prompted. “Yeah…” James had early on confessed a kink of seeing girls in diapers, and Christine had been happy to indulge him by wearing a diaper for him now and then, and even wetting it on a couple of occasions. It wasn’t entirely her thing, but she loved his reaction to seeing her in a diaper, and she loved that they could have a naughty little secret if she wore one under her dress when they went out for dinner. “Well… my idea is an extension of that. I’m going to send you a link to read while I have a shower. When I get out, we’ll talk more. Something needs to change. Either we try my idea, or you come up with a plan that is different than just ‘trying to be better’ or I think we need to agree to part ways.” Christine nodded. James tapped out a text message quickly and walked out of the room, heading into the master bathroom for his shower. As he walked out, Christine’s phone vibrated to indicate a new text message had arrived. She took a deep, steadying breath, and prepared for change, one way or another.  
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