Mr. Vale's Private Ledger
Language: en
I once thought relationships worked like the strictest double-entry books: every debit had a credit, and the two always balanced. Every sacrifice and every demand could be made to balance perfectly on the ledger of life. Then I met Ian Vale. To save my father, who had been left in a vegetative state, I signed a five-year contract with Ian. He was my creditor. I was his clearly priced "Mrs. Vale." We agreed on three rules: accounts only, no love; We would act the part, but we would not fall for each other. I thought that once I cleaned up his messy books and cleared the debt, I could walk…