Going shopping was a hassle for you. You had an easy trip, and a well paid and bountiful salary. But your boyfriend never let you paid, whether it was going to be the end of him or not.

His card would always be there before yours. No matter what, you will never pay. It’s always his money. He loved you, that’s why.

You stood there again, as he held your shopping bags and paying for your stuff. “Let me pay, baby.”