My boyfriend knew my family was very wealthy, so I decided to test him.
…walked out.
No explanation. No goodbye. Just gone.
I sat there, the half-eaten cheesecake now melting on the plate. I stared at the door for a long time, half-expecting him to return, to say it was a joke, that he panicked, that he didn’t mean it.
But he didn’t.
And that silence — it said more than any words ever could.
My father’s voice crackled through the phone:
— Everything okay, sweetheart?
— Yes, — I said after a pause. — It is now.
Later that evening, I deleted every photo, every message, every memory I had with Nikita. And for the first time in a while, I felt lighter.
Not because I was rich.
Not because I had passed some test.
But because I finally knew who was truly by my side… and who was only there for the shine.
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