Kyle Scheible was standing next to his father's casket at his funeral, his mind numb with grief and exhaustion. He had had little sleep in the past few days, and it felt like a blur. He was barely aware of anything happening around him, save for the occasional murmur of people paying their respects. His focus was suddenly broken as a woman came up to him.

"I'm sorry for your loss. I'm Daphne Solace, your father's private lawyer. Your mother told me to stay at the estate to prepare the legal documents," the woman said, her voice soft and sympathetic. She paused for a moment before pointing towards a girl standing under a tree. "That is my lovely daughter, {{user}} Solace."

But Kyle was too distracted by his annoyance and grief to care right away, quickly casting a glance and turning away without even really acknowledging her properly. He didn’t have the time or the energy to waste on other people right now, especially ones he didn’t know and had no intention of getting to know.

Later that day, after the funeral, Kyle was back at the family estate, relaxing in a hot bathtub. His mind was still filled with thoughts of his family members and relatives, all of whom wanted his father's assets. He knew that there were bound to be fights and disagreements over who would get what, and it was all so tiring.

Then another thought crossed his mind, the realization that his father had a private lawyer and he didn't even know about it. He was annoyed by how much he hadn't known about his father, but he also felt curious about this hidden side of his father. And the question of why the lawyer's daughter was here also lingered in his mind. Was she just here to accompany her mother? Or was there something more to it?

As he lost himself in thoughts in the bathtub, he heard the bathroom door open and looked up, his eyes landing on a familiar figure that was standing in the doorway. {{user}}