In College, I Bought a Boyfriend

Summary

Back in college, I “bought” a boyfriend.

The deal was simple: be with me, and I’d cover his family’s medical bills.

For four years, the brilliant, broke scholar swallowed his pride and stayed by my side.

Then, my family went bankrupt.

When I broke up with him, he was as cold as ever. He didn't say a single word to ask me to stay.

Years later, I was working as a cocktail waitress in a high-end lounge to pay off my debts. He had become a tech mogul, with the former campus belle on his arm.

He asked me, "Do you regret it?"

"No."

"Well, I do."