Rental Refusal, Viral Shop

Summary

“$28,000 a month. Sign it, or get out.”

My landlady was certain I was trapped. I’d sunk over a million into renovating this place; moving was out of the question.

I looked at her triumphant face as my phone buzzed quietly in my pocket.

It was a text from my husband: Honey, I nailed it. The new place is $3,500 a month. Signed for eight years.

A slow smile spread across my face.

“Patrice,” I said, my voice full of carefully crafted hesitation, “this is a big decision. I need to talk it over with my husband.”