Three Strikes, You're Out Goodbye, My Toxic Ex

This was the third time I had gone to City Hall with my boyfriend to sign our marriage papers, and his neighbor's daughter called him again.

He looked at me with hesitation, opening his mouth but saying nothing.

"Grace, can we do this next time?"

I stood there, looking at him coldly.

"The first time we came here, Chloe sprained her ankle, and you abandoned me to rush her to the ER."

"The second time, she said she couldn't turn off her stove, and you abandoned me again to go turn it off for her."

Before I could finish, my boyfriend interrupted me.