Wrong Key to My Heart
For seven years, I've kept my identity hidden while secretly helping my girlfriend, Natasha Doyle, become one of the top designers in the world.
A major design awards ceremony is being held tonight. My plan is to reveal my real identity and propose to her after she receives the award.
But then, I see her walking up on stage, hand-in-hand with Connor Gibson, her partner in the design studio.
"All of Natasha's accomplishments are the result of my hard work and effort," Connor proudly declares.
Natasha smiles and nods in agreement. "Without him, I wouldn't be the person I am now."
Thunderous applause rings from the crowd. The camera flashes keep going off.
I stand in the corner, my heart in despair.
As I walk out of the venue, I make a call. "Cut off all the funding and investments into Natasha's studio. Don't help her with the patent infringement lawsuit either. Let her deal with the legal consequences herself."