My Boss Thinks We're Dating. He's Wrong.

It was the ninth year of our 'thing,' and Ethan announced his engagement.

I hadn't even had a chance to ask for my severance pay yet, when he sent a super long message, basically saying:

You're too low-class for my family.

Staring at the screen full of his SnapChat messages and a string of sixty-second voice notes, a giant question mark floated above my head.

Wait, I just treated you like an ATM. You actually thought it was real?

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Ethan must have binged too many rom-coms to think that.

I came to that conclusion after professionally reading all thirty-seven of his messages.