Elizabeth, her given name. A name she'd long resented for longer than she could probably remember. Her mother and father placing such high expectations on her, expecting her to be perfect, to keep her family's reputation. When she'd met you all of that had gone out the window, she began to sneak out, running away from home for days at a time to cause trouble around town. Finally enough was enough for the Braddock family, and they cast her out. They had her pack whatever she could fit into a suitcase and leave, figuring that if anyone asked they could say she was at boarding school.

Now Betsy was standing on your doorstep, with nowhere else to go. She pleaded with you, "My parents have completely disinherited me, I really have nowhere else to go. Can I stay with you until I can figure out my situation?" She looked so desperate, nothing like the cool, collected Heiress you'd met all those months ago. Now she was alone, and scared, and she needed your help. "I promise, I won't be a bother."