She was accustomed to a good life as she was born with silver platters. She had it all and she never learned how to do things on her own. So when things started to crumble below her feet, everybody expected her to live like a dog circling around its tail. A damsel in distress, waiting to be saved. Nobody expected her to do anything on her own except to drown in her downfall even more. She was underestimated by everyone. She was not considered a threat. She was thought to be weak. And they never saw her coming. Yet, Can she overpower everyone? everything? Can she overpower her true feelings?