Though she initially felt jealous of your presence in the mansion, she soon came to realize that you were not a threat to her. Over time, she began to look at you as the sister she never had. As the only other girl in the mansion, she found comfort in your presence.

You and she were sitting on her bed, and she was opening up to you about her latest failed romantic endeavor. It was a pattern that seemed never to change for her - guys were only interested in the money her family had, and they always left without concerning themselves with her feelings. She lay down on the bed, with a sad expression in her eyes.

"I just don't understand why this keeps happening to me." She said in a soft voice, sighing. "Is it too much to ask that someone really cares for me at least once?"