Unspoken Desires

74.) Wasted Money

Inside an apartment, Edgar sat at the kitchen table, his face adorned with a mischievous grin.

The room was filled with the aroma of takeout food containers scattered across the counter.

Edgar had just returned from a lavish vacation, flaunting his newly acquired designer clothes and expensive gadgets.

Little did he know, Mia had entrusted him with a substantial sum of money to take care of their shared responsibilities.

But instead of fulfilling his obligations, Edgar had chosen to indulge himself in trips, extravagant meals, and frivolous purchases.

As the realization of his actions began to sink in, Edgar's amusement turned into anxiety.

He nervously glanced at the stack of bills piled up on the table, untouched and overdue.

The consequences of his reckless spending were now staring him in the face.

A wave of guilt washed over Edgar, but he quickly brushed it aside, refusing to accept responsibility for his actions.

Instead, he searched for someone to blame, and his gaze settled on Mia.

He convinced himself that it was her fault for giving him the money in the first place, conveniently ignoring his own lack of self-control and accountability.

Anger began to simmer within Edgar as he concocted a plan to shift the blame.

He reached for his phone and dialed Mia's number, his voice laced with false concern and frustration.

"Mia, we have a problem," he said, feigning urgency. "The bills are piling up, and I don't understand how this happened. I thought you gave me enough money to cover everything."

Edgar's voice trembled with a mix of irritation and indignation, his words intended to manipulate Mia into feeling guilty for his own irresponsibility.

But unknown to Edgar, Mia had been meticulously keeping track of their finances.

She had entrusted him with the money, believing he would act responsibly. Her heart sank as she realized Edgar had betrayed her trust.

Mia's voice remained calm but firm as she responded, "Edgar, I gave you the money for a reason. It was meant to take care of our bills and shared expenses. What happened?"

Edgar's eyes darted around the room, desperate to find an excuse that would absolve him of his actions. "I...I don't know," he stammered, his voice cracking. "I guess unexpected expenses came up, and it just got out of hand."

Mia's disappointment was palpable. She had hoped for better from Edgar, but his lack of accountability only fueled her resolve to take charge of their finances herself.

"I trusted you, Edgar," Mia said, her voice tinged with a mix of sadness and determination.

"You know, Mia, I can't believe you're accusing me of all these things!" Edgar exclaimed, his voice filled with venomous accusation. "You're always finding a way to blame me for everything that goes wrong!"

Mia's brow furrowed as she tried to make sense of Edgar's outburst.

She had merely asked him a simple question about a missed deadline, hoping for an explanation, but now she found herself on the receiving end of his unwarranted anger.

"I'm not blaming you, Edgar. I just wanted to understand why the money I sent you us all gone," Mia replied, her voice calm but tinged with a touch of hurt. "We're a team, and it's important that we communicate and work together to resolve any issues."

Edgar scoffed dismissively, his eyes narrowing with a hint of disdain. "A team? You think we're a team? All you do is point fingers and make me feel like I'm the one at fault!" he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Mia's heart sank as she realized that Edgar was determined to shift the blame onto her, regardless of the facts.

She had always strived to foster open communication and collaboration in their relationship, but now it seemed like an uphill battle.

"I'm not trying to place blame, Edgar. I just want us to find a solution and move forward," Mia said, her voice tinged with disappointment. "We both have a responsibility to take ownership of our actions and work together to overcome challenges."

Edgar's face contorted into a sneer as he continued his tirade. "You're just trying to make yourself look good while making me out to be the bad guy. Well, I'm not falling for it!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with defiance.

Mia took a deep breath, struggling to maintain her composure in the face of Edgar's baseless accusations.

She knew that engaging in a fruitless argument would only escalate the situation further, so she chose her words carefully.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, Edgar. But I genuinely want us to find a resolution without resorting to blame," Mia said, her voice steady but tinged with sadness. "If you're not willing to have a constructive conversation, then perhaps we should take some time to reflect on our individual roles in this relationship."

Edgar's expression softened briefly, a flicker of realization crossing his eyes. But then, as quickly as it appeared, it vanished, replaced by a stubborn defiance.

"Fine! Go ahead and play the victim, Mia. It's what you're best at," Edgar spat, his words dripping with bitterness.

He turned on his heel and stormed out of the room, leaving Mia standing there, her heart heavy with disappointment.

As the door slammed shut, Mia fought back tears, a mix of frustration and sadness enveloping her.