Five Million Dollars To Erase You

The year I turned eight, my parents were killed in a car crash, and seventeen-year-old Channing took me in and raised me with everything he had for ten full years.

But from the moment I confessed my feelings to him at eighteen, the look in his eyes held nothing but undisguised disgust.

To make me give up once and for all, he brought home his socialite bride, Brenda, and handed her my unpublished paintings.

Overnight, I became a shameless plagiarist, condemned by the entire internet.

When I called him through tears, demanding to know why he had stolen my artwork, his voice was ice-cold.