The Poorest Year

In her poorest year, she had an abortion for her boyfriend. Three days later, she went to work at a nightclub. There, she found him sitting in a VIP booth, opening bottles of red wine worth one hundred eighty thousand dollars each. Her sincerity, her child, everything she had. All of it was worth only a fruit platter. Not until another man appeared did she understand. She was worthy of being cherished too.