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Victoria lie on her stomach staring out of the window in her room. She'd left the drapes open so that she could stare at the moon. Maybe staring at the moon would bring her some peace, she'd thought, since the moon could be seen from anywhere. Inside her grandma's home she'd be staring at the same moon as well. Was her grandma staring at the same moon she was?

"They told me this is home, grandma," Victoria spoke quietly. "But why do I feel like I can't believe it?"

Pressing her face into her pillow she took a breath and finally closed her eyes.

She awoke in the early morning after waking up a few times that night. It'd been uncomfortable. The fluffy bed she'd dreamed of her whole life had been uncomfortable. Sleeping somewhere other than her grandmother's home...had been a much more different experience than she'd thought. Well...excluding the prison bed that had belonged to her for 5 years.

Getting up to her feet she had the urge to look back into her closet and after a few moments found herself trying on all the different clothes of different genres. She stared at herself in the mirror, made some poses, took her clothes off and tried other ones.

"Whoa...you can for sure blend in with those girls," she complimented herself before a knock came from her door.

"Miss? Are you awake?"

"Whoa...there's even someone who comes to wake me up?" she asked herself.

Turning to the door alarmed she looked over her outfit and quickly slid out of it. What if they thought she was rude for suddenly dressing up in clothes they haven't yet introduced her to? To start off with a bad impression would hurt her as well as her chances of leaving or staying. Victoria had enough knowledge at least to understand the minds of what people think.

In the end she found herself wearing the clothes she'd arrived in yesterday.

"Yea," she looked at herself in the mirror while trying to rub out the wrinkles on her collared shirt, "this is me."

"Miss?" the knock came again.

Victoria walked toward the door and unlocked it.

A moment later she found herself walking down the stairs and paused when she saw her father walk by. When he turned toward her she could feel the power full of authority come from him and instead of visualizing him as her father she only saw the President of the investment company standing before her. Victoria froze and returned to him a deep bow.

He smiled and glided toward her with simple steps.

"You're awake?" he asked.

The broad fatherly smile on his face made her think of the father she'd been missing her whole life.

"Go ahead and eat breakfast," he nodded toward her.

"Where are you going?" she asked when he took a step away. "I want to go to work too."

"Don't worry about it. Just stay home," he assured.

"But I..." Victoria began but he'd already walked off with his male secretary following him out.

"Your breakfast is in the kitchen, Miss."

Victoria turned to look at the nanny. How was she supposed to stay in all day? What was there to do?

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"Don't stand by the door today," So Rae said when they reached the office, "you're going to have to run errands as my secretary today."

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