A borough for your heart

or nestled in the heart of Pittsburgh's toniest enclave, an instant sens

ly enveloped her in layers of nostalgia -- the lingering top notes of buttery oak and bergamot from her father's beloved antique s

hin the Campbell dynasty's gilded embrace. As a little girl, she had spent countless afternoons romping along these po

and of stately overstuffed sofas to clamber upon, bubbling marble fountains to splash in,

hook the very firmament of 'who they were' as a family. This sprawling estate had been in the Campbell lineage for over a century - handed down from one storied patriarch to the next in an unbroken genetic chain of perseverance, ingenu

holdings to the stratosphere of the modernized tech age. Shrewd and hard-bitten as an alloy of steel itself, he had instilled those same core values of g

sed down into their own hands one day. A single-minded championship of the Campbel

se, Ava had always been more of a...willful outlier to say the least. Even before her political and social viewpoints had crystallized into

seted boat of their dynastic lifestyles. As she grew into those same feisty and headstrong personality tr

's perceived rejections of propriety. Of her vocal contempt towards systemic classism and inequality, culminating in a very

ommencement address brazenly challenging the Gilded Age pretensions of her family's vaunted pedigree still made Ava's heart swell with pride, even as it conjured e

It revealed her inexorable destiny to use her advantages of birth and resource for a greater good -- harnessing the family l

n her own to put her urban development expertise and hard-charging ideals into ethical practice, no matter how much it scandalized the country cl

roots of heritage no matter how high or far she climbed. You've arrived at last, my darling revolutionary!" came the booming, affectionate timbre of Ava's father striding through the double doors to the central parlor. Harrison Campbell cut an impressive figure even in his early 60s -- broad-shouldered and barrel-chested, every inch of his stately 6'3" frame radiating an unmistakable aura of

nt industrial might down to his very marrow, but he'd never had much trouble expressing affection for the daughters who comprised his entire world. Sh

chuckered, squeezing Ava fiercely one last time before releasing his grip just enough to hold her at arm's length. His piercing hazel eyes scanned over every tousled detail

y gearing up to give her the usual paternal drill about remembering her roots

using to be cowed by his intensity like some debutante in training. "This place will always be hallowed groun

ly at odds with his towering physical presence. "Oh I'm well aware you're simply too ornery and hardheaded to ever knuckle fully under like some dewy-eyed ingénue, my headstrong girl," he rumbled in that sandpaper timbre that had brokered a thousand hardnose union deals and swee

ess philosophical rifts over the years. There was an elemental comfort and reassurance in Harrison Campbell's presence, a re

from the Campbell interests?" Ava felt her insides clench instinctively, the old standby argument already revving up between them like a well-oiled machine. She opened her mouth to reiterate her usual measured rejoinders about t

nting in his hazel stare. "I'm not getting any younger, punkin'. And your sister Audra, for all her grace and poise, d

arged offensive. "This family's legacy - our lineage, our steel - it's meant for bigger things than just endlessly accumulating we

ed Harrison to bend even the most recalcitrant labor barons and uncompromising corporate sharks to his indomitable will over the decades. But he was speaking from a place of complete, almost mystical c

f her father's presence. The palpable gravity he resonated when peeling back the veil of their usual avunc

o honor your lineage in the most vital way as the last of the Campbell bloodline - by putting the full weight of your singular vision and passion behind reshaping our holdings into something greater than any solo philanthropic venture or social experimentation could ever achieve." Ava blinked rapidly, her brow furrowing as she struggled to process the subtext of what her father w

l command. "You've more than proven your fierce commitment to progress and righting the scales of systemic injustice, my lionheart," he murmured in that low, resonant timbre that seemed to vibrate down

all the endless red tape and bean-counting that strangle the brightest visions in their cribs? What if you alone could bend the immense wealth and resources of ou

oposing. To become the custodian of their family's vast fortune, to use the Campbell empire's economic hegemony as the catalyst to p