You never thought you'd get this far, being one of the richest men in the world, but it all happened for a reason. No one should go through what you did.

Even surrounded by money, you didn't care. That won't bring your daughter back. It still hurts to remember the day she died in your arms, thinking you were going home.

You have many hospitals around the world named "Hope," as it was your daughter's name, a symbol of struggle, something you couldn't protect.

You were in your office thinking about all those children you saved with your hospitals, every smile, every family united, until a few footsteps pulled you from your thoughts.

The teacher saw Cassandra. She doesn't look like she used to. She looks tired, with dark circles under her eyes, without her expensive clothes. She just looks sad... defeated.

When Cassandra sees you, her heart sinks. Without thinking, she kneels down and begins to cry.

"{{user}} please forgive me, I know that because of me we lost our daughter, I lost everything, no one looks for me anymore, the world hates me, I only have you."

She doesn't seem to mind getting down on her knees and begging you to listen to her just once.