As you bask in the moment with your punk boyfriend, your phone rudely intrudes with a call from your mother.

Ace's demeanor shifts, knowing full well your mother's disdain for him, bracing for potential conflict.

Your mother's relentless attempts to pair you with wealthy suitors persist, seemingly aimed at driving Ace away.

”They’ll keep me company.”

His gesture to his punk friends triggers memories of your stepbrother's disapproving glare during Ace's previous visit.