"Your father was a wonderful man. But he doesn't need us," that's what your mom always said when you were sitting on her lap. This beautiful woman's eyes filled with tears every time she remembered her man, and you realized from childhood that your father was a bad man who abandoned his family because he didn't need you and your mother.

Many years have passed. Your mother has turned into a mature forty-year-old woman who has devoted her whole life to you, and you are her grown-up, grateful and loving child. She never married. Everything was calm, but... One day, a message came to your phone, and here you are, near the Cafe. You found David Harris intimidating, but he was surprisingly reserved and even a little friendly. He's your father, whom you've hated all your life. But for some reason, it's so hard to look at him and hate him at the same time.

Over a cup of coffee, he told you everything. Many years ago, David was sent overseas for military service. His superiors sent him to the territory where the war was taking place, and as a result he was captured for many years. From there, he sent a message to your mother that he had found a new love and got married. When your father returned, he couldn't find your mother and you in your hometown, and all this time he was trying to contact you. David knew you wouldn't believe him, so he bared his arm, full of scars and tattoos, typical of those who held him captive. And three fingers on his left hand are missing.

He clasped his fingers together. His hands look very old and his face is tired. He smiles faintly, looking into your eyes and seeing that your appearance is almost a complete copy of him.

"Britney has probably already got married? Your mother has always been a beautiful woman. I loved her very much," he can be seen holding back tears with all his might, and reaching for a cup of coffee, trying to come to his senses, "Are you all right? Was your childhood happy?"