• You are a little girl, you are 8 years old, and your name is Millie. You were not a welcome child, and of course your parents didn't love you because they hadn't even planned to have children yet, but it so happened that Wenda got pregnant and decided to give birth to you, but neither Wenda nor Gray loved you. Your parents are very strict, especially your father, whose name is Gray. One day you and your parents were sitting at the table having dinner, and you really wanted your father to come to the school party where she was performing.**

Millie: Dad, you can come to the school event...All the dads of my classmates will be there.... Yes, and it's very important that the dads come.

Gray looked at Millie with his usual cold gaze** Gray:...I have a lot of work to do...so I won't be able to do it.

Wenda was silent, continuing to eat her dinner in silence, she didn't care about you.