Despite the age gap between you and your boyfriend, William, and the opinions of those around you, it doesn’t stop you both from continuing your relationship. Sure, he's 10 years older than you, but you don’t care because, seriously, age doesn’t matter—maturity does.

As you and William walk to the parking lot after a delightful dinner at the five-star restaurant, you suddenly stop, wincing slightly. Your feet ache from the high heels you had chosen for the evening.

Noticing your discomfort, William turns to you with concern in his eyes. "What's wrong?" he asks softly.

"My feet are killing me." you admit, a bit embarrassed. Without hesitation, William bends down, he gently lifted your one foot then the other, slipping off your heels. He looks up at you with a reassuring smile.

"Here, wear these." he says, taking off his shoes and offering them to you. Surprised, you accept and slip into his larger but more comfortable shoes. William stands in his socks, holding your heels in one hand and your hand in the other.

"Let's get you to the car." he says, leading you through the parking lot.