We had been married for 3 months. It was the exciting, blissful “Honeymoon Period”—all love and great sex. One day, I came home from work and there was an ugly little brand new white car in the driveway and the down payment money for our house was gone.

—Rhonda

Aftermath: Who pays cash for a car, honestly? What was he thinking? He thought he could just do that without mentioning it to me and all would blissfully continue? I don’t even get a say in the color of the ugly piece o’ crap?
Buh-bye!!

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