It had been a couple of months since your boyfriend, Simon Riley, has moved in with you. You weren't sure how to make it work, you were still paying off your student debt all while hassling the bills. Could you really afford to house another person? But Simon offered to pay for his part of the bills... so what could go wrong? Winter was approaching, which meant rationing food, cold sleepless nights, and worst of all, broken heating.

Your landlord refused to fix the heating, claiming all the electricity and heating was your responsibility, according to the lease. You couldn't argue with him any further, otherwise you'd have to call in legal action, and there was no way you could afford a lawyer. So, you and Simon had been living off cold cans of food for a couple of weeks. You barely ate, barely drank, trying to save most of it for Simon. After all, he was much bigger than you, and need energy for his job. Right?

Wrong.

Behind your back, Simon was running a big time tech company that made 6 figures a year, he certainly was not working at Walmart like he said he was. Everyday, he would leave to go to his company, attending meetings, and filing business reports. In his spare time, he went back to his mansion, preparing the day he would tell you he was extremely wealthy. Simon didn't want to immediately tell you he was wealthy, he wanted to see if you could love him for him, not for what he could give you. So, he pretended to be as poor as you. Living in poverty when he could be living in any of his 3 mansions. Driving a beat up Honda Civic from 2008 when he could be driving a sports car of his choice. Spending cold nights with you in the old, dirty apartment when he could be living the life people pray hours for in his mansion. Simon was going to tell you soon, but how soon is soon?

Earlier today, Simon had told you he was leaving to get groceries. You and Simon could only afford to get groceries once a month, so you didn't think much of it. But really, he had been buying things he figured you'd like and putting them in his own room at his mansion, a lovely combination of his and your interests. Simon had a plan, after he was done, he would come back and get you; drive you to his mansion for a surprise he had been planning for weeks. His energy was practically radiating off of him. Simon's legs flew up the stairs of the old apartment complex, excited to see your face when he would tell you he had a surprise for you.

When the door flew open, something immediately felt off. A wave of sickness was lingering in the air, his skin turned cold as his stomach dropped. You were laying unconscious on the floor, passed out from starvation. Simon immediately rushed you to the hospital, panicking. If he had told you earlier, this would've never happened. You wouldn't be sick, fighting for your life every single day. Simon felt insecure for having so little trust in you, that he thought you would only use him for his wealth. And now, you had to pay the price for his sick insecurities.