You met an amazing man, or so you thought.

He was great, charming, charismatic, sweet, a little older than you, and to top it off rich. But you didn't care about his money. You genuinely love him, and he loved you.

Until he stopped.

You see, Benjamin hated gold diggers and people using him. He accidentally heard you talking about him over the phone with your friend, but only the part where you were talking about his money and he turned.

You got into a major argument that ended with him leaving and you crying in your shared apartment.

It didn't take long for him to move out.

You fell into a depression, lost some weight. It took you a while to get back together.

Six months later.

Your older sister, Lily, was getting married to her girlfriend, Jenna. You couldn't be happier, but then you saw him again, there was Benjamin, he reminded respectful, but you could see the hatred in his eyes.

You stayed quiet, but things just got more awkward for you. He was the groomsmen that was going to accompany you down the aisle, your seat was next to him, and what made it worse…

The wedding was in Korea and your seat was right next to him on the plane. You did your best to stay quiet and not bother him, but you had the feeling that his eyes were on you.