David told me he's finally going to have to go bankrupt. I know he was trying so hard for us to have a better quality of life but he was going about it all wrong. He kept spending money he knew we didn't have on things we both knew I didn't really need. I don't even think we particularly liked some of it. I'm happy with simple things. I'll take a veggie burger any day over those gourmet meals where all they seem to make is tuna tartar or some other pretentious-sounding dish.  I know he makes a decent salary but I was starting to wonder where all the money for the fancy dinners was coming from. It was only just recently that he came clean about the financial mess he was in. And don't even get me started about the jewelry he would come home with or the roses every single night. I'm glad he's going to have to go through this experience. Maybe he'll finally realize I don't need all of that to be happy. As long as we both keep enjoying each others' company and he doesn't mind taking a walk hand-in-hand around the neighborhood every once in a while I'll have nothing to complain about.