Tina's POV:
On the night of the cocktail party, my parents wore their nicest, neatest clothes, and stepped nervously into the venue, careful with every movement.
"Look over there," one socialite sneered, "those are Tina's fake 'professor parents', they're actually just beggars."
Stifled snickers rippled through the crowd right away.
"Just look at their hands, all wrinkled. They've obviously soaked in too much dirty water."
"They don't even know how to stand properly! That stench of poverty reeks all the way over here from where they're standing."
"Can you believe Lance put up with this for three whole years? He told all of us today to give this whole family a good humiliation, and big up, Tina. When Lance gets here, we need to pull out all the stops!"
My foster parents caught wind o
