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My Ex-Wife Left Me for Stability — I Became a Multi-Millionaire Composer | Gaurav Bhatt
Aug 7, 2025
My Ex-Wife Left Me for Stability — I Became a Multi-Millionaire Composer | Gaurav Bhatt Hashtags: #StoryTime #RevengeStory #EmotionalNarrative #FromStruggleToSuccess #WeddingDrama #LifeLessons #ShortFilm #VoiceoverStory #Inspirational #FictionalDrama Daniel Morris was once just a struggling film composer—dismissed by his wife, overlooked by society, and humiliated by her new husband. But when he showed up at her lavish wedding, a single revelation changed everything. This is the story of how one man turned heartbreak into legacy, silence into symphony, and quiet revenge into a $500 million power play. 🍷 Watch to the end for the emotional conversation that redefined a father-daughter bond. ✨ Based on a gripping fictional narrative. 💬 Tell us in the comments: What would you have done if you were in Daniel's shoes? People Also Search For: revenge story, inspiring story, fictional story, ex wife revenge, composer story, music success, Oscar winner story, dramatic narration, emotional story, rags to riches, wedding drama, storytelling, voiceover story, millionaire revenge, life lesson THANKS FOR WATCHING :)
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My name is Daniel Morris. I'm 52 years
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old and I compose scores for films, not
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for the bombastic superhero blockbusters
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that teenagers flock to, but for the
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thoughtful independent cinema that
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critics adore yet few actually see.
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At least that's how it was 7 years ago
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before everything shifted in both my
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career and my personal life.
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I never could have imagined that my
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ex-wife's wedding would become my
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greatest triumph. But when her arrogant
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new husband, with a sneer, declared my
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incompetence and ordered me to sever all
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ties with his spouse, a decision
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solidified within me. I would withdraw
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my $500 million from the account in her
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bank.
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Their faces in that moment were
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priceless, but that was merely the
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overture to how I transformed two
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decades of neglect into a symphony of
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revenge. I still recall the precise day
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Susan told me she was leaving. It was
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2008 and the financial world was
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crumbling around us. Wall Street bled,
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banks imploded, and ordinary people lost
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their homes. I was immersed in the score
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for a documentary on climate change. Not
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the most lucrative project, but
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profoundly significant to me.
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This isn't working anymore, Dan," she
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stated, standing in my studio doorway,
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arms crossed as if warding off something
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contagious.
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I need stability, security, and you're
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still chasing that dream. She pronounced
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dream as if it were an incurable malady.
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My music pays the bills, I countered,
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though we both knew her work at Bennett
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Financial brought in three times my
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earnings. Barely, she retorted. What
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about Emily's college fund? What about
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retirement? What about the future? Our
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daughter was only nine then, and college
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seemed a lifetime away. Yet Susan always
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planned 10 steps ahead. That was what
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made her a brilliant specialist in
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restructuring failing companies and it
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seemed failing marriages. I offered no
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resistance when she departed. Perhaps
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she expected it, that I would finally
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awaken, abandon my childish pursuits,
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and find a real job. But that was never
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me. After the divorce, I moved to a
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small Brooklyn apartment and buried
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myself in my work.
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Susan swiftly ascended the corporate
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ladder at Bennett Financial, eventually
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becoming their chief financial officer.
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I continued to compose.
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Emily split her time between us. Though
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as she grew older, she seemed to prefer
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my cramped apartment with a grand piano
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consuming half the living room to
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Susan's immaculate suburban mansion.
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Then came the score that irrevocably
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altered everything. for a small
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independent film about a jazz musician
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in 1960s New Orleans. I poured my entire
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being into it. Every disappointment,
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every lingering doubt. When I won the
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Academy Award for best original score,
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my phone became a ceaseless torrent of
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calls. Suddenly, I was no longer merely
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Daniel Morris, struggling composer, but
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Daniel Morris, Oscar-winning composer.
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The irony did not escape me. Susan had
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left because my career lacked stability,
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and now my compositions were yielding
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millions.
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I founded my own production company,
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cultivated a reputation, and invested
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wisely.
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The struggling artist had transmuted
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into a resounding success story, not
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that Susan ever acknowledged it. And so,
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sitting in my Manhattan penthouse,
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gazing at the elegant invitation clasped
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in my hands, I faced a decision. Should
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I attend her wedding to Lawrence
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Grayson, venture capitalist
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extraordinaire and aspiring politician?
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the man who Emily claimed looked at me
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during parent teacher conferences as if
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I were something adhering to the sole of
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his Italian leather shoes. I should have
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discarded the invitation. No good could
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possibly come of it.
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But something, curiosity perhaps, or a
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perverse desire to witness Susan's
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expression when she realized how
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dramatically everything had shifted,
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compelled me to RSVP.
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Sometimes the best revenge isn't planned
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at all. It simply manifests when you
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remain true to yourself. The evening of
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Susan's wedding descended with a
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flawless September sunset painting the
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Manhattan skyline in hues of burnished
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gold. I adjusted my tie in the back of
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the taxi, second-guessing my decision to
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attend. The venue was one of those
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exclusive rooftop gardens that demanded
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connections to book precisely Susan's
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style.
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I stepped out of the elevator into a
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setting lifted directly from the pages
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of a luxury magazine.
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Crystal chandeliers suspended from
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translucent canopies. White orchids
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cascading from every surface. Waiters
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gliding amongst clusters of New York's
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elite with fluts of champagne. Dad, you
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actually came. Emily materialized beside
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me, stunning in a champagne colored
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bridesmaid's gown.
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At 19, she grew more like Susan with
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each passing day. save for her eyes
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which she inherited from me.
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Wouldn't have missed it for the world, I
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lied smoothly. I spotted Jason, Susan's
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younger brother, across the room. He was
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the only member of her family who had
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maintained contact after the divorce.
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"Uncle Dan," he embraced me with genuine
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warmth. "Damn, you look great. Success
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suits you." "You, too," I said, noting
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his designer suit.
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Fair warning, he murmured. Larry was
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asking who invited you. Sounds like he
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feels threatened. I sipped my champagne
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by a struggling musician.
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Jason snorted. Man, he has no clue, does
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he? Susan never told him about your
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Oscar, your company.
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Apparently not.
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This is going to be interesting, Jason
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said, a mischievous glint in his eye.
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Before I could respond, a tall,
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silver-haired man approached,
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possessively encircling Susan's waist.
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She looked magnificent, elegant,
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flawless. Our gazes met, and for a
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fleeting moment, something flickered in
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her eyes. Surprise, perhaps, or regret.
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Then it vanished behind her polished
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socialite smile.
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Daniel, she uttered coolly. You came.
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Before I could respond, Larry stepped
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forward. So, you're the ex-husband?" he
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asked, extending a hand with a
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politician's practiced charm. "Susan
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mentioned you teach music."
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And there it was, the first salvo.
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"Teach music?" I echoed his words with a
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faint, thoughtful smile. Susan shifted
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uncomfortably.
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"Daniel composes for films," she
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clarified, though her explanation
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deliberately fell short of the full
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truth.
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Fascinating, Larry said with the
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enthusiasm of a man discussing tax
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provisions.
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Any films I might have heard of? Before
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I could reply, Emily interjected.
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Dad won an Oscar for Midnight in New
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Orleans and just signed a deal with
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Paramount for their new historical drama
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series.
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Larry's practice smile wavered for a
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fraction of a second,
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an Oscar.
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Well, that's unexpected.
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Life is full of surprises, I said
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softly, relishing his discomfort. Susan
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swiftly steered the conversation away,
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her hand tightening on Larry's arm, a
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gesture I recognized from our marriage.
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It meant silence before you embarrass
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yourself.
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Emily, will you show your father to his
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table? The ceremony is about to begin.
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I was seated at a table far from the
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wedding procession, not exactly exiled
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to Siberia, but certainly not in the
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inner circle. As the ceremony commenced
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and the sun dipped beneath the Manhattan
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skyline, I watched Susan, radiant,
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confident, so assured in her path, it
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was difficult to recall the younger
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Susan who had once snuggled into me on
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our worn couch, dreaming of simpler
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things.
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As they exchanged vows, I felt nothing
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but a distant melancholy for what might
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have been. We had once loved each other,
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but we desired fundamentally different
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lives.
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Perhaps in that, at least we had both
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won. The reception was in full swing.
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Crystal glasses chimed as New York's
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elite mingled under the stars. I kept to
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the periphery, nursing a whiskey and
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observing the social dynamics. This was
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Susan's world now. Not your scene, is
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it? Jason appeared beside me. Never was
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Susan's either once upon a time.
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People change, Jason leaned against the
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railing. Or just get better at
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pretending to be what others expect of
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them.
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A commotion near the gift table drew our
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attention. Emily appeared to be engaged
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in a heated discussion with Larry. As I
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approached, I caught fragments of their
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conversation.
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Disrespectful to your mother, Larry was
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saying. You know nothing about my
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father. Emily snapped. What's the
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problem? I kept my voice level, placing
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a protective hand on Emily's shoulder.
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Larry turned, his politician's mask
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slipping. Family discussion, Morris. Not
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your concern anymore. My daughter is my
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concern, I said. Steel within, but calm
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without. Always. Larry thinks my
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internship at your studio next summer is
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beneath my potential, Emily said,
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squeezing my hand. Emily makes her own
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choices, I met Larry's gaze evenly. She
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always has.
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Choices have consequences, Larry
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retorted. Susan and I want a better
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future for her, a serious career, not
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following her father's unconventional
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path.
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The condescension in his voice was
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unmistakable.
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20 years ago, it might have stung back
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when I wondered if Susan had been right
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to leave. But that insecurity had long
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since dissolved with success achieved on
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my own terms. My past, it seemed, turned
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out perfectly fine.
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Tell that to my Oscar, I said with a
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smile. Or my accountant.
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You just got lucky, his expression
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hardened. Lightning strikes once, but
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Emily deserves better than a gamble.
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What Emily deserves, I said, is to be
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surrounded by people who believe in her
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abilities, not just their vision of who
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she ought to be.
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I walked away, leaving Larry staring
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after me, his carefully constructed
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narrative of the failed musician
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ex-husband beginning to unravel.
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As dinner drew to a close, Susan
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approached our table. "Lovely ceremony,"
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I offered. Larry seems confident. "He
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is." Susan glanced around to ensure we
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weren't overheard.
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Listen about Emily's internship.
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It's not up for discussion, I said
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calmly. She's an adult making her own
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choices.
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Music is unstable, Daniel. You got
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lucky.
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Lucky? I repeated.
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20 years of relentless effort isn't
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luck. You know what I mean? She said,
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realizing she still couldn't admit she
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had been wrong about my career.
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An awkward silence hung between us. "You
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know," Jason said, appearing with fresh
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champagne. "She kept your piano, the
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grand from your Brooklyn apartment. It's
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in her study now."
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The revelation caught me off guard. That
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piano had been my first major purchase
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after our separation, a symbol of
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commitment to my craft despite
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uncertainty.
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The reception transitioned into dancing.
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Emily pulled me onto the dance floor and
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as we swayed to a jazz standard, one I
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had ironically arranged last year, Larry
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appeared, his political smile firmly in
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place. Mind if I borrow Emily? Senator
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Blackwood wants to discuss summer
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internship opportunities in Washington.
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Actually, Emily has already committed, I
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interrupted calmly.
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Some choices require adult guidance,
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Larry said, his smile tightening.
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Not everyone understands what's at
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stake. You'd be surprised what I
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understand, I responded evenly. Let's be
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honest, Morris. You dropped out of high
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school and just got lucky with a little
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tune. What could you possibly understand
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about building a real future? You know
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what's uncomfortable, Larry? I said, my
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voice quiet yet distinct. Having $500
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million in your wife's bank while
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listening to you demonstrate why that's
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a poor investment decision.
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Larry's face froze. What? I think I'll
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close my account on Monday, I continued
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casually. My financial adviserss have
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been suggesting it for months, but I
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kept it open out of respect for Susan.
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Clearly, that respect isn't
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reciprocated.
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The silence around us was absolute.
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Susan appeared beside Larry, her face
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pale.
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Daniel, perhaps we should discuss this
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privately, she began. Nothing to
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discuss, I replied calmly. Larry has
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made his position clear.
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As they retreated, Emily joined me.
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"That was epic, Dad," she whispered. "I
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wasn't trying to create drama," I
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answered truthfully. "But I'm done being
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the villain in their narrative."
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Later, as I waited for the elevator, I
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heard quick footsteps behind me. I
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turned to find Susan. "You're leaving?"
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she asked. "I've stayed long enough."
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"Was that necessary?" she asked, her
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voice strained.
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To threaten the bank over personal
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insults.
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Not a threat, I replied calmly. Larry
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made his feelings clear, and I'm making
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a business decision based on that
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information.
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He doesn't know you like I do, she
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sighed.
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That's the point, Susan, I interrupted
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gently. You don't know me anymore
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either. You've built this narrative
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where I'm still the struggling musician
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you left behind. Where your decision was
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the only sensible choice.
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I wasn't wrong about everything, she
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finally said. We wanted different lives.
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That hasn't changed.
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No, I agreed. It hasn't. From inside the
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reception, we heard Larry's raised
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voice. Susan briefly closed her eyes.
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He'll recover, I said. politicians
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always do. And the account,
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I decided I would transfer most of it,
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but leave enough to show this wasn't a
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personal vendetta.
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It's not about punishing you. Sometimes
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I hear your compositions and film
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scores, she said quietly.
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I always recognize you, even before I
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see the credits. There's a particular
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quality to your work, a Daniel Morris
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signature. You follow my career from a
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distance. I was surprised. It would have
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been easier if you'd failed.
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That honesty was refreshing.
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Perhaps, I agreed with a faint smile.
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But when have I ever chosen the easy
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path?
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The final triumph of the night arrived
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in the form of a conversation with
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Emily. As we rode in a taxi, she told me
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she was considering deferring law school
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to pursue music production.
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Larry says she began
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What does your mother say? I gently cut
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in. Emily looked surprised. She said I
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should talk to you, that you'd
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understand better than her.
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Something warm bloomed in my chest.
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After everything, Susan still recognized
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that I could offer our daughter
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something she couldn't. Permission to
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choose an uncertain path.
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Law school will always be there, I said.
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But if music production ignites a fire
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within you, that fire is worth
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following,
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especially then.
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Thanks, Dad."
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She leaned in to hug me, her embrace
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fierce.
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As the taxi pulled away, I realized
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something profound. I no longer needed
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Susan to acknowledge my success. I no
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longer needed Larry to respect my
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choices. I had built exactly the life I
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wanted on my own terms, and that was
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enough. Some might call it revenge, but
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I saw it differently. This wasn't
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revenge.
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