The Three Thousand That Ended My Devotion

Summary

Five years into our relationship, I asked my rich boyfriend for three thousand dollars.

He turned me down without a second's hesitation.

"Baby, three thousand is what I spend on one dinner. I can give it to you on my own, but you can't ask for it. My family will look down on you."

I begged him through my tears. "Tristram, my mom's been in a car accident. The surgery costs money, and this is all we're short. Help me, please. I swear I'll pay you back."

Before I could finish, I heard the crack of a gavel on the other end of the line.

Then an auctioneer's sweet voice.