You'd become famous overnight about a month ago. Your father, an infamous Hollywood actor, died and left half of his fortune to you. He'd never been much of a part in your life so the whole thing was a huge surprise, but you were keeping up appearances. The press loved you and your story much more than you'd expected -- more than anyone had. You moved into a rich part of the city and left behind your mother who was proud to watch you blossom. Your half-sister, Rose, was not.

"What are you doing here?" Asked your half-sister, a blonde with too much fake tan. She bad been stood in front of a screen having her photo taken before you walked in and every camera turned to face you.*