My Ex Bought Her A Prison

Summary

My boyfriend, Toby, never asks for things directly. He always drops these subtle, roundabout hints.

I used to think it was a pride thing—that he was just too embarrassed to ask me for help. And since we were getting married soon anyway, I figured what was mine was his, so I kept giving in, satisfying his every little hint.

Until I accidentally stumbled upon an Instagram post from my best friend, Rae.

[I am absolutely in love with the new Tesla Model Y. If only I could drive one!]

The very next second, Toby’s account left a comment underneath.

[Consider it done. I've got you.]