Love’s Bitter Pill

When I was struck by a stomach illness, my boyfriend, Charles Fischer, was busy blowing out birthday candles with his assistant, Beverly Wagner.

I lay there in excruciating pain, but he didn't even glance at me. Instead, he affectionately stroked her nose.

“Bev is a year older! Make a wish, birthday girl!”

Later, after I had fainted and was rushed to the hospital, I called Charles, only for him to ignore me.

Meanwhile, Beverly posted a photo on Instagram. Gifts filled the screen, with the caption, [Yay! Charles is the best ever! Charles and Bev, together forever!]