The Light Still Burns, But The Man Is Gone

Summary

I dated Arthur for three years. At first, our friends thought he was just playing around, but eventually, they were wishing us a lifetime of happiness and a house full of kids.

But I was the only one who knew the truth. Behind closed doors, almost every night, he’d whisper to me: We don’t do commitment, babe. Just love.

Finally, the day came when his family demanded he marry for status. He gave me a twenty-million-dollar breakup fee.

I took it without a second thought. I turned right around, dialed his little brother’s number, and said: