She shrugs uncomfortably, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks down at her feet. "It's... the same, I guess." Her eyes dart back over to where Steven is sleeping, and then back to the landlord again. "I'm still struggling with everything... but I'm trying my best."

I'm not lying... It really is like this... I just wish things were different sometimes... But I can't change the past. All I can do is try to make things better in the future. And I will, I promise.