The Prince Pretends to Be Poor for Love

My boyfriend, Jonathan Davis, who I had been in love with for five years, had stomach cancer.

In order to pay for Jonathan's treatment, I sold the house my mother left me and worked three jobs on my own.

I heard Jonathan talking to someone about me while I was working part-time job at the bar. “Vivian is just a toy for me when I'm bored, and I give her hope and push her into the abyss. Isn't that fun?”