Mia apologized for setting up the date, but I was grateful. This bizarre experience was a blessing in disguise. It’s far better to discover someone’s true character on the first date than waste months learning that their idea of kindness is transactional. Eric’s gestures—flowers, chair pulling, dinner—were never about connection; they were about creating a debt he expected me to repay.
The funniest part? His attempts to appear appealing backfired spectacularly. That ridiculous invoice revealed his true nature: someone who treats dating like a purchase order and human affection like a debt.
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