Mark sat on the cold wooden park bench in sunny Chicago.
He looked down at his worn shoes and faded blue jeans.
His hands were rough from working double shifts at the warehouse.
Beside him sat Chloe, looking at her polished pink nails.
They had been dating for six short months.
Mark loved her with all his honest heart.
However, Chloe wanted a life filled with luxury mansions and expensive jewelry.
She turned her head toward Mark with a cold expression.
Chloe: What do you do for a living, Mark?
Mark: I don't have much... I'm really poor.
Chloe: That is not enough for me anymore.
Mark lowered his gaze to the cracked concrete floor.
He was saving every single dollar for a business degree.
Suddenly, a sleek green sports car pulled up to the curb.
The loud engine revved loudly in the quiet afternoon air.
A man named Chad stepped out wearing an expensive suit.
Chad smiled arrogance as he leaned against the luxury vehicle.
Chad: Hey Chloe, ready for a real date?
Chloe: Absolutely. I was just leaving.
Mark stood up quickly as panic filled his chest.
Mark: Chloe, please don't do this to us.
Chloe: Sorry, but I deserve a better life.
She walked away without turning around even once.
Mark watched her step into the front seat of the sports car.
Chad laughed loudly before slamming the car door shut.
The car sped away, leaving Mark alone in the dust.
He wiped a single tear from his warm cheek.
Mark promised himself that day that he would never feel helpless again.
He picked up his cheap canvas bag and walked toward the night school.
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