She closed her eyes and breathed out a sigh of relief. When she opened her eyes back up, she gave him a small smile. "All this..." She waved a hand around, indicating her condo, before continuing, "This is all in thanks of my father. It's his way of...being there for me since he isn't really there for me. But to be honest, it's not really mine. None of what you see here is." She paused, as she looked back out towards the city. "I'm actually not as rich as you think. It's never been my money. He just feels guilty for not being in my life like a father should." She explained, not knowing why she felt the need to do so. Maybe it was because William was the only person she knew that was like her and she felt like she could finally be herself. Maybe she was tired of everyone assuming she was rich when she wasn't even though her father gave her money. As much as she like even. For some reason she wanted, no needed, him know. She wanted him to know that even though her father had money, which in turn, she had money, she didn't want him to think she was just some rich girl.