Love is a scam

I had been with Brett Foster for a year.

Recently, I had noticed something strange about him; he was constantly asking to borrow money from me.

Although I had my reservations, I still lent him the money.

However, his requests had become more frequent, reaching a point where I could no longer bear it.

I gently hinted that I was tight on cash myself and couldn't lend him anymore.

"Amy, could you... maybe look into online loans and lend me some money?" he asked.

I frowned, "Brett, why are you so short on money lately? What are you doing with all the money?"

He hesitated, "I need it for something. Just believe me. Amy, please get an online loan for me. I'll pay you back soon."

Feeling heavy-hearted, I replied, "No. If you're short on money, why don't you ask your parents?"

Brett seemed a bit annoyed, "What do you mean by that? Amy Lewis, don't be so jerk. I'm just borrowing a few money from you."

With that, he hung up the phone.

I stared at my phone in disbelief, unable to comprehend that the person who spoke to me in such a tone was my boyfriend.

Brett had pursued me for a long time before I agreed to date him.

He was very attentive to me, and I genuinely felt he deeply liked me.

But somewhere along the line, he changed.

His attitude became dismissive, and he seemed increasingly indifferent to my feelings.

Yet, I was so caught up in the sweetness of our past

that I deceived myself into thinking he was just going through some special phase.

It wasn't until he hung up that I realized what kind of person he truly was.

I confided in my friend Ruby.

At the bar, Ruby swirled her drink in her glass and advised me, "Why are you lending him money? These days, it's common for guys to treat their girlfriends, not the other way around."

I kept my head down, silent.

When I first lent Brett money, I thought he was just short on cash for living expenses.

But his borrowing increased, and today he even said something so outrageous.

If I were materialistic, I would not lend him even a coin.

As I sat there, confused and upset, Ruby nudged me, "Amy, look over there. Isn't that Brett?"