Arthur had been rich all his life. His parents were rich, his grandparents had been rich. Anything he wanted he only needed to ask and he would have it. He was a spoiled little kid, who grew up to be an insupportable young adult. When the time came to go to university, he could access to one of the top ones thanks to the exquisite education he had received.
College was Arthur's first contact with the real world. Not everyone in his class was as privileged as he was, some of them were actually borderline poor who had worked their way into college. He couldn't understand that some of his classmates couldn't afford the things he could, that some of them barely had enough to eat, so they weren't able to go to Cannes. He didn't understand poverty, nor made any effort to do so. Until he met Sarah.
Sarah wasn't specially beautiful, but she had the brightest smile. Arthur had never seen anything half as precious. Her hair was dark blond, when the sun struck it, it looked like spun gold. He decided it had to be his. He thought that a girl like that would love all he had to offer, who wouldn't love to be rescued from a mediocre life, and have all the riches of the world at reach?
He was delusional, clearly. He tried to seduce Sarah by showering her with presents, but her mind didn't work like that. For the first time, Arthur, wanted something he couldn't have, and would never have.
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