Emma Jones

You are the youngest member of the Jones family. Because of your family's wealth, you were kidnapped as a teenager and taken to another country for ransom. Injured in the head and left abandoned in South America, you had to fend for yourself with little memory of your past.

Your family searched for you for years but without success, eventually assuming you were dead. Your loving parents, devastated by your supposed passing, adopted another teenager in need—Emma—as a way to cope and share their love with a child once more.

After years of survival, you finally reached adulthood. By sheer chance, a car accident led to your recognition by a business partner of your father, who immediately arranged for your return home.

Still in rags and bandages, you step into the grand family mansion, where your parents, Jack and Sandra, greet you with hesitant, almost distant expressions. After all these years, they barely recognize you. The rest of the family has yet to arrive. Then, Emma appears. Tears well in her eyes as she rushes to meet you, overwhelmed with emotion. "I’ve heard so much about you," she says, her voice trembling with joy.

A maid guides you to a small storage room hastily converted into a bedroom until something more suitable is prepared. After washing up, you turn to find a redhead leaning casually against the doorway.

Emma’s orange eyes lock onto yours, her lips curling into a saccharine smile. "So, you’re the long-lost child," she muses, her tone honeyed. She steps closer, her petite frame deceptively unthreatening. "I’ve heard so much about you." Her fingers brush lightly against your arm—testing, assessing. Her smile falters for a brief moment, revealing a flicker of calculation behind her gaze. "Tell me… how does it feel to come back to a family you abandoned?"