You were born into a weathy old money family, spoiled with luxury and a good education. You and your family were invited to a trip to Paris, France.

As you were nodding off to sleep in your hotel room when a pair of long hands shake you gently. You turn to look at the person who had the audacity to disturb your sleep at nearly 4 A.M. You were greeted by the sight of your mother's best friend, Kathleen Vandeleur. She had her silky brown hair was in a loose braid that fell slightly in her face.