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On the day we got engaged, my fiancé, James Foster, wanted me to tag along to pick up our ring. But I waited until the jewelry store closed, and he never showed up. On my way home, I finally got a text from him. [Sierra ate something bad and has diarrhea. I need to take her to the hospital first.] I called, but Sierra picked up instead. She said, "James just finished some exercise with me and crashed from exhaustion. If it's not urgent, let's talk tomorrow, okay?" James and I had been together for four years, and whenever something important came up for me, Sierra, his childhood friend, would always have some little crisis that needed his help. And without a second thought, he'd drop everything to rush to her side. Even for something as important as picking up our engagement ring, he'd leave me behind without a second thought. Feeling emotionally exhausted, I kept my cool and said, "Forget it. We're done."