He Took Me for Granted, Now He's on His Knees

When my grandmother was seriously ill, my boyfriend of six years, Wilbur Frazier, took the next flight home to be by my side and took care of my grandmother with patience and devotion.

Grandma always said he was the kind of man worth entrusting my future to—successful, kind-hearted, and, most importantly, willing to set aside his pride to take care of me.

I used to believe that, too.

Until I saw the explicit photos another woman had sent him.