Inara continues. "Things seemed wonderful. I was living with him at his home, spending every moment looking after his needs, doting on him." A note of bitterness slips into her voice. "After a few months, I came to realize that I was deeply in love with him...but that he had no such feelings for me. I was just a Companion, a plaything - and I caught him with another Companion, in our home, in our bed."