"Whenever people used to say my boyfriend was rich and that I was lucky, I'd always be so proud and tell them, 'I, Poppy Vance, don't need him to support me! The money I spend is from my own Vance Family!'
But then I finally found out how ironic my pride was. It wasn't just me he was supporting—it was my entire Vance Family!
Clara, I just wanted our love to be pure, our relationship to be equal. I didn't want our love to be tainted by something as crass as money, but in the end…
Heh, he bought me with his money, and I serve him with my body. Is that love? This is just being a kept woman!"
Seeing the once bubbly and cheerful Poppy reduced to this melancholic state, Clara's heart ached. "But, Poppy, you don't understand. Brother Jennings, he really does love you. He…"
Poppy cut her off before she could finish. "Clara, don't. I don't want to talk about him right now."
"But you have to go back eventually. You can't just hide out like this forever."
