I was rich, so I decided to test the love of my girlfriend, who barely had money to support herself

  • And I am.
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    Then he added:
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    Not just for the diploma.
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    I looked at her in question.
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    “Because I’ve learned that I can love someone without losing myself.
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    I felt a lump in my throat.
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    I learned something, too.
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  • What?
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    “That you can’t trust a man you always put in the test.
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    Sofia agreed.
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    “Then maybe we both grew up a little.
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That night, we went to dinner together.
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Not at a fancy restaurant.
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But at a small trattoria, where we had eaten on our first meeting.
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Sofia ordered pasta.
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I ordered pizza.
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We talked about the future, her new service and my plans to reduce my time at the office.
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At the end of the dinner, Sofia looked at me with a serious expression.
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“Andrew, I want to ask you something.
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  • Anything.
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    If you lost all your money tomorrow, who would you be?
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    I was silent.
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    A year ago, I probably would have answered that I would remain the same successful man, that I would rebuild my wealth or that money does not define me.
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    But this time I really thought.
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    I hope I’m a man who knows how to respect his partner. A man who does not confuse love with interest and who no longer needs to invent tragedies to find out if he is loved.
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    Sofia looked at me long.
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    Then he reached out his hand over the table.
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    “Then maybe we can try again.
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    I felt my breath stops.
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  • Are you sure?
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    He smiled.
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    I’m not sure of everything that the future holds. But I’m sure I want to try. Slowly, no games and no lies.
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    I took his hand.
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    I promise I will never do that again.
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    Sofia looked at me gently.
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    I don’t need perfect promises, Andrei. I need the truth.
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It’s been two more years.
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Our relationship didn’t get perfect overnight. There were difficult discussions, moments when Sofia remembered what had happened and days when I had to accept that trust is being rebuilt by repeated deeds, not by a single statement.
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But we learned to talk.
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Let’s tell each other when we’re afraid.
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Let us ask for help without being ashamed.
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And never use each other’s vulnerabilities as weapons.
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One spring, we went to her grandmother’s house together.
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Sofia had renovated the kitchen and planted flowers in the garden. On the wall in the living room had kept the grandmother’s photo, in the same old frame.
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I sat on the porch, watching the sunset.
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“You know, Andrei,” he said, “My grandmother used to say that a rich man is not the one who has the most things, but the one who has someone to rely on when he has nothing left.
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I watched her.
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Your grandmother was a very wise woman.
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Sofia smiled.
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