My girlfriend lost one of her front teeth. She had an accident and it affected the front teeth. It was wobbly at first before it finally came off. If you don’t know her, you might think she has a wide diastema. It’s not diastema. She lost a front tooth.

I don’t have a problem with it. It changed her look but not so much that I would care or make me want to stop being in love with her. She had a problem with it. It was affecting her confidence and even affected the way she smiled. We talked about it and agreed to have it fixed. She went to different dental facilities to get a price for the fixing. It was expensive but we were determined to get it fixed to restore her confidence and her smile.

We split the money into two. I had to pay half and she was also supposed to pay the half. She got her half and started putting pressure on me to give her the half. I was committed to giving it to her but situations kept getting bad so I asked her to give me some time.

Each day when we talked, she asked about the money even to the extent of getting bitter about it. She would tell me, “If you don’t want to pay, tell me so I stop asking. Why are you always postponing?”

“Patience,” I said. “When the right time comes, I’ll give you the money so I’ll be free.”

I finally got the money and called her to come for it. She was happy. She told me she was coming immediately so I don’t change my mind and spend the money. I told her, “I won’t spend it but remember if you leave me someday, I’ll collect my tooth.”

I laughed after saying this to let her know it was only a joke. I waited all day and this girl didn’t come. When I called she told me to keep my money. “Oh, what changed?” I asked. She responded, “So you don’t wake me up one morning and tell me you’re collecting your tooth.”

I’ve apologized. I sent the money to her bank account. She sent it back. Our relationship hasn’t been the same again. Three days ago, I realized she had fixed her teeth. When I texted, she responded, “There are kind people in this world who wouldn’t take back what they give you.”

It doesn’t look like we are going to heal. I’ve apologized enough. I’ve shown enough for her to know I’m sorry but she’s still using this as the mountain she dies on. So I’m sharing it here as a form of apology. I know she’ll read it. If she does, I want her to know I was just playing and I’m sorry it came out wrongly. Dear, you look beautiful with your fixed tooth. I still don’t want to lose you. The half is still here, I’ll bring it today if you ask me to. I’m deeply sorry. Let’s be us again.

—Ben

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