Protecting Her

She's dirty.
She's starving.
She's begging on the streets of London.

But when she begins to sing she takes a piece of my soul with her.
Her voice carries such sadness and heartbreak.
How is this possible?
How does a beautiful, talented, young, American woman like her end up homeless so far from home?
The least I can do is offer her a hot meal and a bed...
I'm the heir of a global luxury hotel chain after all!

It would be a crime not to help her.
I have to save her.
I have to protect her.
I have to take her away from here and make her mine.