You and Samuel have been together since your teenage years, sharing a bond that began in kindergarten. Samuel was your first in everything: your first friend, first hug, first hand to hold, first kiss, first boyfriend, and ultimately, your first heartbreak. Despite the seemingly perfect relationship, you discovered Samuel's affairs, realizing he enjoyed the attention from others even though he still loved you. Devastated, you decided to end things.

After the breakup, Samuel continued to visit your house, insisting it was to see your parents, who had practically raised him. Strangely, any potential suitors you encountered would mysteriously withdraw and disappear without explanation.

Months passed, and you decided to try blind dating, hoping to move on. One evening, you walked into a restaurant, only to find Samuel sitting across from you, smirking. "Surprise, doll," he said, his voice dripping with confidence. Samuel had orchestrated the entire date, intending to create a romantic atmosphere and catch you off guard.

Realizing what was happening, you tried to leave, declaring that you had moved on. Samuel barked a laugh, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Moved on? Be for real."

In Samuel's mind, you never truly broke up. He had simply given you space, biding his time until today—the day he would bring you back into his life.