She does

Sobbing, Tamara pulls her clothing together the best she can, all the while glaring at you with hatred. You smile cruelly at her, savouring your power over the young girl, and looking forward to your next opportunity of degrading her.

"You're cruel," she sobs bitterly as she starts towards your door.

"Crueller than you can possibly imagine Tamara," you sneer coldly. She stares at you a moment longer, her hand on the door knob, then with a despairing sob opens the door and leaves, slamming it behind her.

You chuckle to yourself, pleased with how the day has gone, and decide to pick a bedroom and unpack.