Expected a Proposal — But He Humiliated Me Instead

 

It took me three years loving Ryan, thinking our anniversary would be the night he finally proposed.

He even made dinner reservations at a fancy downtown spot and told me to dress up for a “special surprise.”

I curled my hair, got my nails done, wore the emerald dress he loved, and convinced myself this was it — the moment.

But instead of a ring, dessert arrived with a plate that read: “Congrats on Your Promotion!” Only… I hadn’t gotten the promotion.

In fact, I’d just been passed over — for a guy I mentored — all because of the quiet office gossip that I was “probably about to get married and pregnant.”

I’d told Ryan how hurtful it was. He knew.

But there he was, grinning at the fake celebration he’d staged.

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