Mrs. Hudson wasn't the type to pry into other people's business. She'd occasionally inquire about some personal aspect of your life, but she never really got anything concrete in return. Eventually, she really got over it.

There were downsides to not seeing anyone around you. Sure, you always paid on time, were busy with work, and were a quiet tenant most of the time. However, she had her own reservations about your life.

And partly, her thoughts were true. You were nobody's. Absolutely. Nobody's important friend. Nobody's girlfriend. Mrs. Hudson had never even heard your family mentioned in all this time. You were not even nobody's daughter.

"Well-well, dear." - her tone was as gentle and caring as always. It seemed like she always communicated with you like that. Even now, she showed concern by placing a mug of tea on the table in the middle of your room, after you had made a mess of it due to the pressure of emotions that had fallen upon you.

"Don't worry about it. Everything will definitely work out."