Stranded My Boyfriend Stole My Car and Left Me on the HighwayChapter 1
Two days before New Year's, my boyfriend and I were driving to his hometown to spend the holidays with his family.
We got into a fight over how much to give his sister as a gift. She was seventeen this year, and we'd originally agreed I'd buy her the latest iPhone.
But halfway there, Leo Sullivan suddenly changed his mind. "Forget the phone," he said. "Just give her seventeen thousand dollars instead. Think of it as a little something from her future sister-in-law, to celebrate her moving to the city."
I frowned and argued with him, but before I could get two words out, he hit the gas and pulled over on the highway, leaving me stranded on the shoulder. The cold cut right through me. I was shivering so hard my teeth chattered.
I called him countless times. Sent text after text. He didn't respond to a single one.
Half an hour later, I calmed down and dialed the highway patrol. "Hi, my car was stolen. I'm on the interstate heading toward his hometown."
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I was thirty years old. Leo and I had been together for four years.