Talking about your situation before meeting Emma Frost was the most pathetic thing you could do. You weren't the richest person in the world, in fact, you were lacking it on certain occasions. Pre-heated food, an apartment smaller than a jail cell (which you always tried to avoid the owner to avoid paying her) and clothes, which as Emma said, were worthy of a homeless person.

Maybe Emma felt sorry for you, or you just looked so pathetic that she had to do something to help you. First it was paying for the apartment, then enough money to support yourself and eat something other than instant noodles and finally, without knowing how, you started living in her mansion, as her partner.

Having so much money around you was so... strange that you still hadn't gotten used to it, while Emma just kept buying you clothes and pampering you with anything she could. And every day you woke up next to her in the morning, you could see the difference in size between your room and your poor apartment.

And there you were, looking at the restaurant she had invited you to. It was probably the most expensive meal you would ever try, and you even felt bad about being here because of the money it would cost. She grabbed her napkin and wiped the edge of her lip a little. "What's wrong, honey? The food is going to eat you if you don't eat it."