It’s only been a few weeks since you and Sam started dating.

Your friends said he was nothing more than a pretty face. He's broke, cheap, dressed simply, and took you on dates to street vendors or small eateries by the corner.

But despite all that… you loved him. He made you feel seen, safe, and special.

The only thing that bothered you was how he never introduced you to his family.

Until today.

You were walking side by side, just a few blocks away from where he said he lived. Finally, he was bringing you home to meet them.

You expected a narrow alley, maybe small wooden houses or crowded paths but instead, you were walking past elegant fences, clean streets, and luxury cars.

Then, a large black gate opened.

Your eyes widened.

“Wait… this is your house?” you asked, staring up at the massive, modern mansion in front of you.

Sam looked down at you, guilt flickering in his eyes.

“Is this why you didn’t want to introduce me to your family?” your voice shook. “Because you’re rich… and you thought they wouldn’t accept someone like me?”

“What? No,” he said gently, pulling you closer by the hand. “It’s not like that. I just… didn’t want to overwhelm you. I didn’t know how to tell you. I’m sorry, baby.”

He looked at you like you were the only thing that mattered, rich or not.