Leaving the Penny-Pincher for the Billionaire

My boyfriend, Ethan, had a childhood friend named Rachel who had racked up serious debt buying an apartment.

To help her out, Ethan lent her all the savings from our joint account.

On top of that, he demanded that I cut back on every penny right alongside them.

They set a strict rule: any purchase over five dollars required unanimous approval from all of us.

From that day on, if I wanted to add a second egg while cooking, Ethan would flatly shoot it down.

I endured all the frustration, convincing myself this scrimping would go toward our future wedding.