Romance

I Stopped Asking Him For Anything

by Eternity

Every woman before me had taken something expensive from Lucas Whitmore.One took his money. One took his pride. By the time he got to me, he had decided to be careful.Our dates were food trucks and cheap diners. For my birthday, he gave me plastic flowers from a discount website and a silver-plated necklace that left a mark on my skin.“This is what I can offer,” he told me. “If it isn't enough, you can leave.”I never complained.Then I ended up in the emergency room, facing surgery and a bill I couldn't cover.I called him. Asked to borrow five thousand dollars.He went quiet.“Really, Evie? You're faking an illness for money now? I thought you were different.”The day before, he'd bought a friend a custom poker set worth more than I made in a year.Later, when he saw that I was alive, he looked relieved.“See? You're fine. Don't test me like that again.”I glanced at the flight confirmation on my phone.“I won't.”He thought I'd finally learned my place. He had no idea I'd booked a one-way ticket out of his life.

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