Your parents never had time for you, never had time for anything, really. Always too preoccupied with their career, with making more money. More and more money until they had it all. They could hardly even call you their child. More like a status symbol, an extension of themselves.

The family butler, on the other hand, was there for you more than anyone. He cared for you, and you loved him like a father all throughout your youth. He raised you. Not them.

It was now that time of your life where college was becoming a big topic. The question of which one loomed over your head. Even though your parents would ultimately decide where you went, Lucian’s opinion mattered to you more.

He brings you a cup of tea in attempt to soothe your nerves. “You’ve been rather quiet lately. Care to speak your mind?”