You'll Miss Me When I'm Done

My stomach was killing me, but my very own fiancé? Oh, he actually just shoved me right out of his car!

Just 'cause my stomach cramps "interrupted" his sweet little talk with his childhood friend?!

I literally begged him to let me stay! But nope, he couldn't have cared less. That jerk just rolled up his car's window all slow, actually hissing, "Now, shut up!"

I ended up in the hospital with a stomach ulcer. I called him—over 10 times! And he just rejected every single call!