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People envied and respected my family for our wealth and noble status. As the only daughter of such a house, I lived a happy life under the care of my kind and intelligent parents, wanting for nothing. However, that happiness vanished when I turned seven. My mother, who had always been frail, passed away from an incurable disease, leaving my father and me behind. Not long after, my father brought home a stepmother and her children. They were kind to me only in front of my father; the moment he turned his back, they tormented and mistreated me. When my father—my only pillar of support—went missing on a business trip when I was nine, they finally showed their true colors. She had married my father solely to seize the family title, and she proceeded to squander the estate and all its assets on luxury. In an instant, my warm and magnificent home was ruined. The stepmother's abuse and the siblings' bullying continued for years until I could no longer endure it. I finally decided to run away, determined to sever all ties with them. At dawn, while everyone in the manor was asleep, I packed my things, slipped out quietly, and took a train to the capital. My plan was to find work, earn money, and live a peaceful, safe life. But from the moment I met that man, my plans began to veer in an unexpected direction. — Setting: 1930s London, England