He Claimed He “Forgot” His Wallet on My Birthday—So I Turned the Tables Completely

It does feel like a giant red flag. Not because he didn’t have his wallet. But because he felt entitled to mine. And when I finally said “no,” he called me a gold-digger.

I think what scares me most isn’t losing him.

It’s realizing I might have been settling for less than I deserve.

So now I’m sitting here, coffee untouched, phone face-down on the table, wondering what I’m supposed to do next.

Maybe the real question isn’t whether I handled it perfectly.

Maybe it’s this: If I go back, what exactly am I going back to?