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“What does he mean I’d burn through your money? Are you going to let him talk to me like that?! I demand that I be respected as your fiancée!”
“Shut up, Olivia. Get in the house,” Remi said, over the sound of his father’s bike roaring to life.
“Remington!” Daniel yelled.
Remi looked back at his father.
“Call your mother. She worries.”
Remi nodded.
“We both love you. Don’t make me come kick your ass.”
Remi nodded again, then stood there, watching his father drive away. He waited only until he couldn’t hear his father’s bike anymore, then he sighed deeply and walked into Olivia’s house.
“You owe me an apology!” she screeched the moment he stepped inside.
“Where’s all my money, Olivia?
“How would I know?” she asked.
“I gave you a debit card to pay your bills and get an outfit, and to use in case of an emergency.”
“And that’s all I did.”
“How do you go through the balances in my checking account and my savings account?”
“I only used the one card and whatever account you had it tied to. And it couldn’t have been that much because I only paid my bills and I bought a couple of outfits before it didn’t work anymore.”
“There was fifteen thousand dollars in the savings account alone!” he yelled angrily.
“You said I could use it when I needed to!” she screamed, tears starting to flow.
“Besides! It’s a mistake! Somebody else must have had access! I didn’t spend that much. And if I did, then you better find a way to replenish it, because I’m pretty sure which ring I want, and if I’m going to wear a ring forever, it’s not going to be one I’m ashamed to be seen with!”
“And a 24 karat gold flake covered cake. And real crystal champagne glasses, and a gold dress, and gold shoes…” Remi said.
“Exactly! I deserve the best, and I’m going to have it one way or another!”
“Does that include hitting on my father, Olivia?”
“What? I would never!”
“You’re telling me you didn’t come out there all made up dressed like a whore, trying to get my father’s attention?”
“I was just trying to show him that his son has a lot to be proud of!”
“And if you didn’t agree that I deserve those things, all the best of everything, you wouldn’t have asked me to marry you, you wouldn’t have agreed to pay all my expenses, and you wouldn’t have taken me shopping for the perfect cake. You said I could have it. You said I could have the golden wedding. You said you would pay all my bills, so everything, all of it, is your responsibility now!”
“I said you could pay your past due bills. I said I’d buy you an outfit and to keep the card in case of emergency. I didn’t say take everything I had. I didn’t say you could spend every penny I had.”
“I didn’t know it was every penny. And maybe you should find a job that pays more. Because obviously my lifestyle is more demanding than you’re used to.”
Remi rubbed his forehead a couple of times as he looked around the living room. So many things were going through his mind that he didn’t know what to do and how to proceed. But he knew one thing without a doubt. “The engagement’s off.”
“You can’t do that!” she shrieked, running toward him and throwing herself against him as she dissolved into sobs. “You love me!” she shouted between sobs and hysterical tears.
“It’s over. It’s not happening.” Remi walked out of her house and left the door wide open as he left.
