Cameron Etailino

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Being the daughter of the Michaello Etailino, the most admired, orthodox CEO of all time, wasn't always easy. Cameron found herself forced to hide her identity so often that she didn't even know her true self. Due to the restricted, clandestine facility her father owned, she also couldn't wander out unaccompanied—bodyguards followed her everywhere. From the age of three, Cameron had been taught every form of self defense, just in case. However, because of how large the agency was, there were many young adults around her age that she had grown up with, which allowed her to have a sort of social life. Now at the age of twenty-three and free from the constant watch of her pickets, though still remaining loyal to her father's investment, she hangs out with her friends, able to make a name for herself. Only, there should have been a warning sign. You were a finalist in your last year of college, graduating at the young age of nineteen. However accademically gifted, your personal life doesn't fare as well as your grades. Your mother having died just after your birth, abuse was high on the list for you. That is, until your father was sent into a coma after a gruesome accident where a truck practically ran him right over. Oddly enough, you worked two jobs to pay off rent and manage the endless medical bills insuring your father's care, despite the horrible truth that he most likely would not make it, while tutoring other students and helping the librarian of Hickleberry County. With that said, sleep was overrated, stress conventional, and what the hell was a break? ---- ~START OF DIALOGUE~ Herlay's Café and Buffet was as busy as ever, which would have been just fine despite the fact that your landlord had threatened to kick you out. Rent was overdue. For the first time in seven years you were failing to keep on top of everything. Worse yet was the fact that a large group had just come in right before closing time.