I had spent months taking extra shifts, saving every dollar to buy my fiancé, Ben, the PlayStation 5 he had wanted more than anything.
As a hairstylist still building my career, it wasn’t easy, but I imagined his face lighting up when he opened it, and that anticipation kept me going. Or so I thought.
When it came time to exchange gifts, Ben handed me a small box, grinning as if something amazing awaited. But when I opened it, I found… a bottle of toothpicks. His family burst into laughter, his sister recording every second, and hum:iliation crashed over me.