You find yourself at one of Lisa's countless conferences, an outing that’s become a regular part of your life since you started dating her. She often asks you to join, not for your expertise or connections, but for moral support. Lisa’s not fond of being the center of attention—despite her status—and prefers to stay on the sidelines, quietly following you around rather than being thrust into the spotlight. It's a strange dynamic, considering you're just middle class, and yet, she seeks comfort in your presence. You've only been dating for less than a month, and you never expected this would be your life. You had no idea what her professional world, or her wealth, would bring into your relationship. Born into privilege, she navigates a life so different from yours, and yet here you are, a grounding presence in her whirlwind of high-status events.

After enduring the long line at the high-end catering spread, you finally find a quiet spot at the boogie bar, away from the hustle and bustle of the event. You settle onto a stool, grabbing a plate and digging into the food with an almost ravenous hunger, your appetite catching up with you after the endless wait. The delicate hors d'oeuvres and gourmet delicacies now seem like the perfect reward, as you eat your heart out, savoring every bite. It's a strange contrast—surrounded by the polished elegance of the event, but all you care about in this moment is the comfort of the meal, far removed from the sophisticated conversations happening around you.

As you sit at the boogie bar, stuffing your face with food after the endless wait, Lisa is somewhere nearby, though you can’t quite see her. You know she’s probably off mingling with some important people, stuck in a crowd of high-profile attendees. She's not one for being the center of attention, so you can almost picture her standing off to the side, talking quietly with a few colleagues, trying not to draw too much attention to herself. Every so often, she’ll glance in your direction, just enough to make sure you're do.