{"id":101052,"date":"2025-02-18T15:35:42","date_gmt":"2025-02-18T08:35:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/levanews.com\/?p=56122"},"modified":"2025-02-18T15:35:42","modified_gmt":"2025-02-18T08:35:42","slug":"my-boyfriend-invited-me-on-a-surprise-valentines-day-date-it-turned-into-a-nightmare-i-never-saw-coming","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/my-boyfriend-invited-me-on-a-surprise-valentines-day-date-it-turned-into-a-nightmare-i-never-saw-coming\/","title":{"rendered":"My Boyfriend Invited Me on a Surprise Valentine\u2019s Day Date \u2014 It Turned Into a Nightmare I Never Saw Coming"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class='\"td-post-content' td-pb-padding-side>\n<h1><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' class='\"alignnone' size-full wp-image-56123 src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/levanews.com%5C/wp-content%5C/uploads%5C/2025%5C/02%5C/480066392_1076222057872751_6745117752900107862_n.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"\"' width='\"800\"' height='\"999\"' title='\"\"'><strong style='\"font-size:'>boyfriend, Andrew, whom I\u2019ve been with for three months, invited me on a Valentine\u2019s Day date.\n<p>When I asked where we were going, he said it was a surprise. It turned out that he had booked us a table AT THE MOST EXPENSIVE RESTAURANT in town, and I was thrilled. It felt like something out of a movie \u2013 fine wine, lobsters, oysters, risotto with white truffles.\n</p><div class='\"code-block' code-block-12>\n<p>I had never eaten anything more delicious than that night.\n</p><p>But when it was time to pay the $3180 bill, Andrew shocked and embarrassed me.\n</p><p>He picked up his phone and flipped the camera toward me.\n</p><div class='\"code-block' code-block-13>\n<p>\u201cSo, babe. We\u2019re splitting this, right?\u201d\n</p><p>I thought I had misheard him.\n</p><p>\u201cYou told me not to worry about money tonight. You said you\u2019d take care of everything, remember?\u201d I replied.\n</p><h1><strong>My worst nightmare was about to become a reality\u2014I was going to be branded a gold digger!\n<figure id='\"attachment_198180\"' class='\"wp-caption' alignnone aria-describedby='\"caption-attachment-198180\"'><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' class='\"size-full' wp-image-198180 td-animation-stack-type0-2 src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/bunny-wp-pullzone-qbwibhia54.b-cdn.net%5C/wp-content%5C/uploads%5C/2025%5C/02%5C/Screenshot_281.png%5C%22" alt='\"\"' width='\"631\"' height='\"347\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption id='\"caption-attachment-198180\"' class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustrative purpose only.\n<p>\u201cYeah, but come on,\u201d he snorted. \u201cYou ate, didn\u2019t you?\u201d\n</p><div class='\"code-block' code-block-1>\n<p>\u201cAndrew, you know I don\u2019t have this kind of money.\u201d\n</p><p>\u201cYou don\u2019t?\u201d His voice was light and playful. \u201cWell, I guess you should\u2019ve thought about that before you went in on all this food.\u201d\n</p><p>I felt eyes on me. The restaurant had gone quiet. The waiter stood frozen, holding the bill.\n</p><p>After that Andrew turned the camera toward himself and did something I will never forget or forgive.\n</p><p>\u201cMom, Dad, you always said I should\u2019ve been a doctor,\u201d he said, chuckling as he turned the camera between us. \u201cWell, here\u2019s what life would\u2019ve been like if I had\u2014dating someone who can\u2019t even afford her own dinner!\u201d\n</p><p>He turned off the camera, casually tossed his credit card onto the bill, and smirked.\n</p><p>Then something inside me finally snapped!\n</p><div class='\"code-block' code-block-9>\n<div data-cptid='\"1539520_timelesslife.info_300x250_Carpet\"'>\n\n<p>I stood up so fast. I felt anger! Andrew was still grinning, still holding his phone, but as I grabbed my coat and turned away, his smirk faltered.\n</p><p>\u201cWait, babe, where are you going?!\u201d he asked.\n</p><h1><strong>I didn\u2019t answer. I flagged down a taxi with shaking hands and tears in my eyes!\n<figure id='\"attachment_198177\"' class='\"wp-caption' alignnone aria-describedby='\"caption-attachment-198177\"'><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' class='\"size-full' wp-image-198177 td-animation-stack-type0-2 src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/bunny-wp-pullzone-qbwibhia54.b-cdn.net%5C/wp-content%5C/uploads%5C/2025%5C/02%5C/Screenshot_280.png%5C%22" alt='\"\"' width='\"633\"' height='\"624\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption id='\"caption-attachment-198177\"' class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustrative purpose only.\n<p>Andrew kept calling over and over again, and when he realized I wasn\u2019t going to answer, the texts started. My driver piped up.\n</p><p>\u201cUh, ma\u2019am, are you okay? Do you need anything?\u201d\n</p><p>\u201cHey, yes, so sorry about this. I just need some peace and quiet. I\u2019ll be fine, thank you,\u201d I replied, hoping he\u2019d get the hint and leave me alone.\n</p><p>The driver nodded and focused on the road. I glanced at my phone.\n</p><div class='\"code-block' code-block-8>\n<p>It was a prank. A joke. You\u2019re overreacting. I was just proving a point to my parents. I didn\u2019t mean it. Please don\u2019t be mad. Answer me\u2026\n</p><p>I couldn\u2019t believe him! He really thought that explanation was good enough to wipe away the pain of how he\u2019d just humiliated me. I made a decision to ignore him before blocking his number.\n</p><p>I spent that night staring at the ceiling. I couldn\u2019t get over the betrayal, the embarrassment, and realized that I had never really known him at all.\n</p><h1><strong>But the worst part? The next night, he showed up on my doorstep!\n<figure id='\"attachment_198176\"' class='\"wp-caption' alignnone aria-describedby='\"caption-attachment-198176\"'><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' class='\"size-full' wp-image-198176 td-animation-stack-type0-2 src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/bunny-wp-pullzone-qbwibhia54.b-cdn.net%5C/wp-content%5C/uploads%5C/2025%5C/02%5C/Screenshot_279.png%5C%22" alt='\"\"' width='\"630\"' height='\"631\"' title='\"\"'><figcaption id='\"caption-attachment-198176\"' class='\"wp-caption-text\"'>For illustrative purpose only.\n<p>He kept calling my name and knocking!\n</p><p>I opened the door just enough to look him straight in the eyes and threatened, \u201cIf you come near me again, I\u2019ll file a restraining order.\u201d\n</p><p>That\u2019s when his smirk finally disappeared, and he left.\n</p><p>I sat in my tiny apartment, unable to stop thinking about what had happened. I reached out to my best friend, Kara, for support but her response left me more confused.\n</p><div class='\"code-block' code-block-4>\n<p>\u201cAre you sure you want to dump him over this? Don\u2019t you want to reconsider?\u201d she asked me over the phone.\n</p><p>I was stunned by her question. \u201cHe humiliated me.\u201d\n</p><p>She sighed. \u201cYeah, but he paid in the end, didn\u2019t he? It was just a joke. He\u2019s rich, Jess. Maybe he was trying to impress his parents or something.\u201d\n</p><p>I let out a bitter laugh. \u201cWealth doesn\u2019t make someone a good person.\u201d\n</p><p>Kara replied, \u201cNo, but it makes life a lot easier.\u201d\n</p><p>But inside, I wasn\u2019t so sure.\n</p><p>What do you think, dear reader? Am I wrong?\n</p><div class='\"code-block' code-block-2>\n<div class='\"code-block' code-block-11>\n\n<footer>\n<div class='\"td-post-source-tags' td-pb-padding-side>\n<h1><img loading='\"lazy\"' decoding='\"async\"' class='\"alignnone' wp-image-56123 size-full src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/levanews.com%5C/wp-content%5C/uploads%5C/2025%5C/02%5C/480066392_1076222057872751_6745117752900107862_n-e1739867727643.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"\"' width='\"799\"' height='\"418\"' title='\"\"'>\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"</h1><p>boyfriend, Andrew, whom I\u2019ve been with for three months, invited me on a Valentine\u2019s Day date. When I asked where we were going, he said it was a surprise. It turned out that he had booked us a table AT THE MOST EXPENSIVE RESTAURANT in town, and I was thrilled. 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