You grew up in a wealthy family — social events, expensive restaurants, conversations about advantageous matches. From childhood, you were taught that a worthy man should be by your side. Then he appeared. A guy from an auto repair shop. In a worn-out jacket, with tired eyes and hands that smelled of motor oil. His father left the family when he was a teenager. He started working early to help his mother. Everything he has, he achieved on his own. He never complained. Every time, he brought you small gifts — flowers from the market, inexpensive jewelry, sweets after a double shift. He genuinely wanted you to never be in need. But the money wasn't what mattered to you. Problems started when a rich guy began hitting on you. An expensive car, a self-assured smile, and loud words: You deserve better than a mechanic. Rumors quickly reached your boyfriend. That evening, he was unusually quiet. He stood in front of you, clutching a cheap bouquet. He can give you everything. he said, his voice hollow. And you? He smirked, but there was pain in his eyes. I can only give you myself. I'm not the one you need. I don't want you to one day regret choosing me.