Sugar Baby, Meet Your Number One Whale

On the first day of autumn, marking our third anniversary together, I posted a Snapchat Story:

"Craving the season's first pumpkin spice latte."

Less than a minute later, my boyfriend screenshot it and sent it straight to my DMs:

"You're so materialistic! I can't live with a gold-digger like you anymore!"

From that moment on, he paraded that screenshot around, telling everyone I was a shallow leech.

The very day after we broke up, he strutted in front of me with a glamorous, heavily made-up girl on his arm.