Chapter 15 - Stellan’s Admission
Stellan wrote me a letter.
Not romantic.
Not apology performance.
He said:
I thought Mom’s certainty was strength because I grew up surviving it.
Then:
When I imagined divorce, I panicked that you would become the “default parent” because you handled school, doctors, clothes, birthday parties, and most emotional stuff.
True.
He worked more.
I handled more.
Then:
Instead of becoming more involved, I tried to create a schedule where Mom could make me look more involved.
That line.
There.
His proposed weekday custody would have depended heavily on Agatha.
Legal father.
Practical grandmother.
Why?
Pride.
He wanted equal/primary custody without changing job.
Then:
I told myself Benson needed structure. Really, I needed a custody plan that fit my life without admitting my life needed to change.
That was central.
Then:
Mom’s discipline made him easier for me.
Because he was scared.
I did not want to know that.
Then:
I’m sorry.
I kept letter.
No response for two weeks.
Then wrote:
I believe you understand more now.
That does not mean I trust you with unsupervised custody yet.
The rest belongs to your actions.
Rosalie.
No “love.”
May you like
No divorce reconsideration.
Clear.
