I first fell in love when I was a teenage girl and took our separation very hard. We loved each other very much, but he couldn’t fight for our love. I was from a poor family and he was rich and his parents didn’t accept me and he made the decision to break up with me. He was from a family of a rich businessman and I was from a family of a simple construction worker.
Years later, after a hard breakup, I met my second love, with whom I tied my life together. He, too, was a man from a simple family. After years of hard work, we set up our own business, built our luxurious mansion and country house.
Recently, I was having dinner at a restaurant, and I happened to meet my first love. He was very surprised by our meeting, he didn’t expect to meet me in such an expensive place. He asked how I was, I replied that I was doing well, I told him about my happy life and I saw a lot of regret and sadness in his eyes, because over the years I had reached his wealthy status, but he never got the joy of creating a good family, and lives alone.