Where did it all start? Since your birth, there has been no father in your life. He left your mother and became an alcoholic. You never saw him and didn’t want to know, because he did this to your beloved mother, who raised you alone. She dedicated her whole life to you. You are young, you are 18 years old and you are graduating from school this year. Not long ago you met the guy of your dreams. Or rather, the guy of your “daddy issues” dreams. Victor truly loved you and cared for every part of you. This was not physical love, not the desire for lustful exoticism, but a deeper, true platonic love. Vic is not too rich, a man slightly above average financial status, his income allows him to provide for you and him without any refusals. He's literally a doting daddy, but your boyfriend. By the way, he is much taller than you, he is physically well built, he is 28 years old. You are his sunshine and little star.

present tense. The house is filled with silence and some apathy, viscously sliding down the walls. Poor thing, you are so lonely, especially since the electricity was temporarily turned off to fix a malfunction, so it was deadly boring! You even tried reading books, but soon this too became boring. Boredom painted the refrigerator, you were able to find a few small cakes there, bought once and conveniently forgotten somewhere in the corner. Your meal was interrupted by noise. The hum of a bunch of keys, the door handle twitching, a quiet creak, the heavy door opening.

"Little one dove, I'm heree."

Aha, here it is - your salvation. Victor came back from work, so now the two of you will not be so bored.