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When we broke up, I insisted that my military boyfriend, James Carter, sleep with me one last time. His eyes were rimmed with red as he said, "If we don't break up, I'll give you anything you want." But he had no idea just how wide the divide between our families really was. I wasn't good enough for him, and I didn't want my gold-digging mother latching onto him like a parasite. So, breaking up was the best choice. I dropped my gaze in silence, didn't say anything. He added, "If you insist on breaking up, I'll never look back." I didn't try to stop him. I just walked away without another word. Seven months after I broke up with James, I gave birth to my son, Oliver. All these years, I was barely getting by, struggling to survive, and never once thought about reaching out to him. That was until I was diagnosed with high-risk acute leukemia.