Sorry, Ex: I Am The Real Billionaire Heiress!

I worked three part-time jobs and dug through campus trash cans every day just to support my boyfriend, Dalvin.

But today, I caught him in the dim locker room, his arms wrapped tightly around Delina, the famously arrogant rich girl who always treated me like dirt.

When I confronted him, he didn't show a single ounce of guilt. Instead, he shoved me hard onto the cold tile floor, mocking me for reeking of poverty.

"I'm sick of having a girlfriend who digs through trash!"

He sneered at me, flat-out refusing to return the money I had scrubbed floors to earn for his tuition.