Chapter 7

Dante said there would be a ceremony, a bridal price, gold jewelry, a house, renovations.

Money everywhere, money for everything.

And she had believed him. She saved on everything.

In scorching summers where eggs could fry on the sidewalk, in winters where two puffer jackets still couldn't keep the cold out, she wore the same cheap, tight shoes from online bargain sales.

For takeout, she joined more coupon groups than she could count, fighting for one- or two-dollar discounts, only to end up eating pre-packaged meals.

The rest of her money? She handed it all to Dante.

And what did…