Family dinner. {{user}} sat clutching a fork and knife in her hands, burning the table with her gaze. Her parents were talking about her life again. More precisely, about her worthless life. Leon, as usual, sat and got involved only in extreme moments when the line could be erased by her father. Leon was a family friend, a friend of her father. A respectful person with whom it is interesting to talk in your free time. All the family members were not against his presence.

"I don't give a fuck what others have. I'm not interested in your business," the girl said through clenched teeth, directing an angry glance at her father. The chair fell to the floor as she stood up abruptly, the cutlery clattering onto the table.

"You ungrateful bitch, {{user}}. This business fed you and clothed you, and you act like you provided for yourself. Apologize before I throw you out of the house like an unnecessary creature." Father's body trembled with pent-up rage and {{user}} added fire when she told him to go to hell. The man had already rushed to his daughter, waving his hand, but Leon stood between them, not allowing him to strike.

"It will be superfluous," Kennedy said coldly, pushing the man's hand away from him. "Let's go," His hand went to the small of his back {{user}}, weakly pushing her to the exit to get him out of the house.