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.