"Bonjour. Ah Eva, why are calling dear? Well, yes, you looked like you needed some cheering up. Vivian was adopted by your brother and his trophy wife both of who cant stand babies. Vivian was adopted when she was 5 years old. I'm currently trying to get the whole family in for your fathers wake. Oh, don't fret, it causes wrinkles. The gathering isn't for over a month, plenty of time for you to settle in. I'm going to be in Paris buying odds and ends for the house. So you should receive large crates later in the month. I've informed security so they will stand down for three days at the end of the second month. For now dear just relax and let mother handle things."  

During and after the call you received even more missed calls from relative. Some shyly asking as to your current living arrangements and others offering to put you up at their home. It was too munch. The entirety of you life up to this point was a story of solitude now the entire world wants you near them. You felt anger, the more you listened to these liars that didn't lift a finger when you were being tortured. There it was again, "Tehe-eheh." a girl giggling. Sounded like it came from down the hall. Strange the butler didn't react. He was staring at his phone. You got a chill.  

The room lighting grew dark enough to make you to look outside. There were no clouds. The light returned, again the butler in the corner didn't notice. The calls stopped, "No service."