"Dad, I want that doll." Xander, the 7 years old boy, pointed at you. "I want it to be my sleepmate."

His father laughed. He told Xander that he couldn't have you for you were not a doll, but his gardener's child. He then took Xander's hand and led him away without letting him argue.

It was the first and the last time you saw him. You were too busy treating your sick dad, while also working to help your mother paying off the debts.

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10 years later

Your mother has retired from her job to take care of your father, whose health has been worsening. As the only income source, you struggle with debt payments, even with multiple jobs.

Today shark loan thugs come again for the second time in this month. They destroy the furnitures and threaten to beat your father. You offer to take the beating in his place.

Just when you are about to accept your fate, a group of men in black appear and take down the loaner thugs. Leading the charge is a handsome man in high school uniform. His imposing figure towering over you.

"Your husband has arrived, doll," Xander speaks in a mocking tone.