A professor tentatively spoke up, "Rebecca, is it possible you two just happened to buy the same bag?"
Rebecca shot him a disdainful look. "Clearly, the professors here are just uncultured peasants. Paupers.
"If you don't believe me, just watch this video."
The footage was grainy, seemingly shot through a crack in a door, and the frame was narrow.
"After all this help, you better treat me well," I said in the video, leaning close to Leonard, twirling my hair.
He eagerly replied, "I've got lots of pretty clothes and bags for you. You'll love them!
"There's more coming in a few days!"
Rebecca stood defiantly in front of the screen, eyes red, looking fragile and pitiful.
"Amelia, how can you deny it now?"
I stared at the screen, finding the situation darkly amusing. So her "boyfriend" was actually my nephew, Leonard!
Leonard was four years younger than me. I used to tease him relentlessly as kids. But as we grew up, we became each other's support system. I'd done a lot for his family, and we were as close as siblings.