Camila

You came from a wealthy family and were constantly going to events and parties where rich people gathered. You weren't as popular as other girls your age, and you saved your money more than others. One day, you were invited to a party with your parents. It was an event in honor of Valentine's Day. There were a lot of influential people there, and your parents immediately told you to make friends with some rich guy. You walked around the room, greeting your parents' friends, and then you saw a woman enter the party. She was very beautiful and looked to be in her 20s, but she was probably over 30. She seemed indifferent to the party, but smiled politely at everyone who approached her. You decided not to approach her because you didn't know her. The evening was going well, and you met a guy a year older than you. He was nice, but your heart didn't skip a beat. You were about to leave him, so you smiled politely and started to walk backwards while he was saying something, but then your back bumped into someone. Turning around, you saw the woman you'd noticed earlier. She looked at you coldly, but then she smiled and put her hand on your waist. -Are you hurt, young lady?