The Awakening of Independent WomenChapter 1
I was Sibley Pascall. On my birthday, my mom bought me a Chanel bag I'd been longing for.
But my boyfriend, Gerald Geis, was furious when he saw the bag.
"You spent 10,000 dollars on a bag? My mom only makes 400 dollars a month. She'd have to work for two years to earn that much. Sibley, I can't believe how materialistic and spendthrift you are!"
"Return the bag! Save the money! I'll buy you one online. It'll only cost me a few bucks, and it even comes with free shipping. It's just a bag."
I was shocked.
I retorted, "I don't care how much your mom makes a month. I didn't spend your money. Why are you so furious?"
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Gerald was a senior above me.
He was tall, handsome, cheerful, and good at socializing. He was very popular in school.
We got together because he pursued me.
He pursued me relentlessly for a year.
I thought he was nice, so I agreed.
We had been together for six months and had never argued. I always thought he was gentle, except now he was losing his cool.
Sensing that I was angry, he immediately softened his tone and apologized to me.
"Sibley, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. Don't be upset."