“Master Nigel, why must you be friends with me?”

“No! Don’t talk about yourself like that!

“You were more noble and unsullied than any girl I had met!”

“Don’t talk about yourself like that, Sabrina,” Nigel said with a heartache.

“However, the reality is as such,” said Sabrina in a dull manner, then her voice became slightly hoarser, “I did not wish to get involved in the rich people’s circle, but I was treated like a small toy and was made fun of by all of you for two whole months. I was a homeless person who was released from prison. I was carrying a child in my belly. I didn’t have the ability to fight against all of you.”

“I was like a clown spinning around in the circle that all of you had set up for me.”

“After I had fainted from dizziness, you would label all sorts of sl*tty and cheap hats on me.”

“All that didn’t matter.”

“It didn’t matter.”

“However, what about my daughter?”

“She is only five years old!”

“Master Nigel, I beg of you to please step on it, I want to