I stared at the engagement ring on the kitchen table with tears in my eyes. I had taken it off two hours ago after I got home from Cristian’s club and hadn’t been able to tear my eyes away from it.
There were so many things I had dreamed of my life being, but being lied to by a man who didn’t love me wasn’t one of them. I wanted to throw the ring at the wall, wanted to crush it with my fist, pack up all my bags, and leave this place for good this time.
But without any money and with all this debt, I couldn’t go anywhere.
Being stuck somewhere you didn’t want to be sucked more than I’d thought it would.
After I sat at the table for another fifteen minutes, wondering where Ben was, our front door finally opened. Ben walked into the apartment, sliding his hand across his face and shaking
