Marriage on Edge: Anthony Fears Amber Wants His Money, Not His Love! 💔
[Scene: Anthony and Cocoa sitting in the car. The rain taps on the windshield, tension thick in the air.]
Cocoa:
sighs Anthony, what’s wrong with you? You been fidgeting since we sat down.
Anthony:
Because, Co… I feel like Amber’s plotting on me.
Cocoa:
raises eyebrow Plotting? Boy, don’t start with this mess tonight. What you mean plotting?
Anthony:
She been pressing me hard about this joint bank account. And I’m telling you, Co, it don’t feel right. I think she wants to see my money, figure out what I got, then decide if she gonna divorce me.
Cocoa:
laughs in disbelief Divorce you? Over some numbers in a bank account? Anthony, you sound paranoid.
Anthony:
No, I’m dead serious. You don’t see it? She’s been calculating, testing me. This ain’t about love—it’s about leverage.
Cocoa:
leans in, sharp tone You mean to tell me Amber, the same woman who took you back after you went and made a whole baby with her best friend, is only with you for your money? That’s what you believe?
Anthony:
That’s what it feels like, Co! Every time she bring up that joint account, it’s like she’s checking my worth—if I’m worth keeping.
Cocoa:
shakes her head No, Anthony. What it feels like is guilt talking. You out here projecting your dirt onto her. That woman been through hell with you and still standing by your side. Maybe she just wants proof you serious this time.
Anthony:
But why my money gotta prove that?
Cocoa:
Because money don’t lie! Emotions flip-flop, but money shows where your loyalty at. You done spent on Shayla, on side nonsense, and you think Amber ain’t watching?
Anthony:
I ain’t broke, Co! I didn’t drain myself.
Cocoa:
That ain’t the point! The point is, she has every right to wanna know how much of you—your time, your energy, your money—you already gave away. That’s not greed, that’s self-protection.
Anthony:
So, you saying I should just hand over the keys?
Cocoa:
I’m saying if you can’t trust your wife with a joint account, why the hell are you married? Either you in this fully or you not.
Anthony:
pauses, conflicted Damn…
Cocoa:
leans back, arms crossed Don’t “damn” me. Face it, Anthony. You ain’t scared she wants your money. You scared she’ll look at the numbers and realize you ain’t been husband enough.
Anthony:
voice low Maybe you right… maybe I’m just scared she don’t love me no more.
Cocoa:
softens tone She wouldn’t still be here if she didn’t. But keep acting paranoid, and you gon’ push her straight into doing the very thing you fear.
[Silence lingers. The rain falls harder. Anthony stares out the window, unsure if the storm outside is quieter than the one in his heart.]
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