She loved it but she expected more. Way more than that. She expected to inherit the mansion, business all the money absolutely everything. Even though she was only seventeen.
I hate you dad. You too mom.
She said it. They let her down. This time she didn't bother holding back the tears. The tears ran down her perfect, smooth but pale face. She had cried for days after she learned the news of her parents. She was indeed sad and grieved but she mostly grieved her inheritance. Grabbing a tissue from her loui Vitton purse, she wiped her tears. With her trunk loaded with what she could get from the mansion, she turned on her heels and drove off. A van loaded with her own stuff following behind her. Driving off to her new life.