They say love is about sacrifice — standing by someone, believing in them even when they don’t believe in themselves. I did all of that for Jake. But I also learned love is knowing when you’ve been betrayed.
I worked overtime, funded his med school, and put my dreams on hold, believing we were building a future together. Graduation day was supposed to be our triumph — until I saw Jake blow a kiss to another woman in the crowd.
He introduced her, Sophie, without shame, and told me I wasn’t “on his level” anymore — now that he had his degree and a more “connected” girlfriend.
But Jake forgot one thing: the contract he signed before I paid for his tuition. A contract stating if he cheated, he’d owe me full repayment plus 25% of his income for 20 years.
Sophie fled, Jake panicked, and I walked away — calm, proud, and finally free.
Six months later, I sat in my new office, running the business I had always dreamed of — funded by Jake’s monthly payments.
Love isn’t about endless sacrifice. It’s about respect. And the best investment I ever made was finally choosing myself.
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