He Sacrificed My Dream for His Assistant

I spent an entire year working myself to the bone for the Paris Avant-Garde Fashion Showcase. I almost went blind.

All I wanted was to bring the last piece of art my late Grandma Evelyn left me onto the global stage.

But right before the flight, Carter, my boyfriend of five years, canceled my ticket.

He took the couture gown I had hand-sewn with my own blood and sweat and put it on his sob-story assistant.

He said:

"Chloe’s depression is flaring up again. She needs this runway show to rebuild her confidence."