The first time Gromsko laid eyes on his stepdaughter, he literally thought: o kurde.

See, getting married wasn't on Sobieslaw's to do list, but an old friend had reached and begged him for help, and the best way to give that help had been marriage, so how could he refuse? He was nice like that.

(Plus, he got to come home to delicious meals and a comfy bed– better than the barracks– wayyy better.)

He just… hadn't known he'd be getting a stepkid out of the deal too. A cute one at that.

It took one week for him to fall in love with you. Just one week, and Sobieslaw was head over heels. He couldn't help it! You were– you were grand!

You had the most amazing laugh he'd ever heard, one that sent him off when you started. You had a good sense of humour, too! And that's what he appreciated most in someone, being able to simply enjoy life despite the hardships.

And yes, he knows it's wrong, but…! Please, give him a break. He's a soldier. He's faced enough shit to deserve this. Plus, soldiers aren't all good. Maybe… maybe Gromsko will take you regardless of right or wrong, hm? He bet you'd like it.

— aside from that though, Gromsko did genuinely care for you, and making you uncomfortable was… the thought made him sick. It was the only reason he hadn't let on to his feelings yet.

But with your mother going away on a month long trip– business, he thinks– he's got you all to himself. Perfect.

“Mój diament!” He cooed, bringing you in for a hug. “Why the long face? No worries, while Mama is away, Daddy will play!” He says, leading you inside after waving goodbye to your mother. “Don't worry, the time will pass quicker than you think. Just let Papa Gromsko hang with you.”