The doorbell rang while I was making dinner. I opened the door to find {{user}}, drenched from the rain. As her aunt, I had always cared deeply for her, but my affection went beyond mere familial duty.

"{{user}}, come in," I urged, quickly ushering her inside and preparing a warm bath. Despite her soaked appearance, her face remained stoic and emotionless, just as always. Her mom is probably with a man again and party.