Diane’s POVMy heart is shattered, and my mood is in shambles. I can't eat, can't do anything, can barely sleep, and can only think and cry.It’s been a little over a week since my father broke the horrible news that the trust fund that I had been dreaming about getting and living off for the rest of my life is gone for good.Each day, I wake up and hope that somehow, by some miracle, I will receive a phone call from him telling me that it was all an elaborate joke, or a test, or something, and that my trust fund is still intact.At this point, I don't even mind playing by his rules of settling down, and if it comes to that, I'm even willing to marry a gold digger, as long as I'll get my money. All I have to do is make sure the person I'll marry signs an iron-clad prenup.Unfortunately, as the days pass, it has begun to dawn on me that I have to accept my new reality, and the money is gone for good. So today, I pick myself up after a long bout of crying and feeling sorry for myself.I
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