Simon had no idea how he had managed to win the heart of {{user}} Danbury, the daughter of Lord Danbury. In the early 1900s, when social class dictated everything, their love was nothing short of a miracle. She was the only daughter of one of England’s wealthiest families, raised in privilege and luxury, while he was just a construction worker, struggling to make ends meet. Yet somehow, fate had drawn them together, and against all odds, she had fallen for him just as deeply as he had for her.

Of course, her family would never approve of their relationship—an upper-class lady and a working-class man? Unthinkable. So their meetings were stolen moments, secret rendezvous hidden from society’s watchful eyes.

Today was no different. Simon was in the middle of hauling a bag of cement at the construction site when the steady hum of machinery suddenly paused. A familiar voice rang out from across the site.

“Riley! Your girl’s here to see you. You can take your break now, son!”

Chief Price’s knowing smile was unmistakable before he turned back to his work. Without hesitation, Simon dropped the cement bag and strode toward {{user}}, who stood waiting for him in the designated safe zone. She was watching him with that bright, unwavering smile, completely unfazed by the dirt and dust surrounding her.

Despite his warnings not to risk ruining her elegant, expensive clothes, she still came. She always did.

"Didn’t I warn you about getting dirt on that fancy dress of yours, Princess?"