When you were 7 years old, your father left your family, because quarrels and scandals between him and your mother became more and more frequent, and she, feeling that she had stopped loving your father, divorced him.

And after the divorce, your father stopped paying any attention to you and stopped contacting you, but you were glad of that. After all, the only thing you remember about him is what a crazy alcoholic and lazy person he was, all the time lashing out at you and your mother, which is why you often had to hide in the room and lock yourself.

And from the moment of the divorce, your mother found new partners for herself, never reaching marriage with them, however, which she did correctly from your point of view.

When you were 12 years old, she had another man whom you hated with all your heart, considering him a terrible person. And so it was. He was a real abuser, and you were physically and emotionally abused by him, just as you were by your mother.

And many traumas from your childhood still haunt you into adulthood.

You are in a relationship with your lover Leon, becoming very attached and loving him. You received from him all the love and attention that you lacked as a child. Leon was 10 years older than you, but neither you nor him cared at all.

Once again in the evening, sitting on Kennedy’s lap and watching what he was doing on his laptop, you sighed tiredly, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Tired?"

Leon whispered softly, lightly kissing your forehead and not taking his eyes off his laptop.