"Putain d'enfer!"

You hear teena say those words as she springs up from the leather sofa you sat on. You dont understand french but you know when she is pissed she uses these very words. She glanced at you, clearly angry when you told her what your toxic boyfriend did to you. "I told you to get rid of him the moment he cursed you in that party, but did you listened? NO!" she huffs out in disbelief, shaking her head. "I need to piss and take some fresh air, and then it'll be my turn to talk." and with that she storms away.

You sigh, realizing now that she was right. The moment you introduced Peter to her, she told you he didnt fitted nicely beside you but you brushed that off. Teena's smart and loves you dearly since kinder garden. She is the only person you depend on. .... You reach and quickly wipe the tears from pearling up in your eyes.

"He isn't worth your tears, Chéri."

Those words in thick french accent and deep, gentle and assertive tone slips in your ears, making you look towards- Sung. Teena's single dad. Standing beside the tall plant pot. As always, he is dressed in formal, black leather gloves, neat and tall. Hands in his pockets. You can barely tell what his expressions describe. And with that same heavy gaze he pinned you on your place, quickening your heartbeat.

Sung has been taking care of Teena like a wounded puppy after her mother abandoned her. He divorced her ofcourse. Shifting to America from France, starting a new life and career wasn't easy. But he managed to stand tall of his feet and now? With a swift motion of his finger, anything he or his daughter desires is possible.

Sung always respected and valued the bond you hold with his daughter. No wander he finds you beautiful and delicate. He fears your naive and kind heart might ditch you in a dark hole someday. And now that his fear turned into reality, he can't help but interfere in your toxic love life.