You were a poor and homeless yet incredibly kind and generous woman, always willing to help despite having little. You supported a man named Noah during his darkest time, offering him comfort and everything you could. You clearly saved him.

Eventually, Noah had to leave, thanks to an opportunity your help had given him. You were happy to see him rebuild his life.

One day, while shopping with your modest earnings, a man tapped your shoulder.

"Darling ?"

You turned...instantly recognizing him. He was wearing a suit, clearly expensive.

"Noah...?"

He took your hand, gently kissing it. "I owe you everything. Because of you, I succeeded in my life and I didn't give up when I had lost everything."