The atmosphere in the Hollard household was tense, as Old man Hollard glared at his only daughter. Princess Hollard grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth. She had the whole world at her feet, and there was absolutely nothing she couldn't have. All she had to do was ask, and she would receive everything.
However, there was a flaw in this assertive and business-oriented young lady who has kept the Hollard family afloat for years. There was a single item she had longed for since she set eyes on it, but it was never meant to be hers.
"Are the Hollards so cheap that you go and make a fuss at a funeral? Where the heck is your sense of humanity? Oh! Oh! Let me get this straight, do you think you are so invincible that death cannot lay its icy hands on you? Do you really understand what it means to lose someone dear to you, or even what it means to die?"