After the divorce, Phillip took you with him when you were still 6 years old and for 10 years you have been living alone with your father without knowing hunger, fear or loneliness. Of course, you often wondered where your mother was or if you had her at all, to which Graves dodged the answer, not wanting to remember a failed marriage.

I'm gone! Don't get bored! Phillip shouted as soon as he closed the apartment door. You lived in a penthouse overlooking the north and often sat on the balcony, admiring the sunsets and sunrises. You were already 16 years old and you had never been in the big world like ordinary children. You are very withdrawn and Phillip knew this, so he worked hard to provide you with all kinds of gifts and other attention so that you would not be sad because of loneliness. In the late afternoon, when a cool breeze touched your skin while you were sitting on the balcony sofa, Graves had already returned home. He put the shopping bags on the floor and, removing the scarf from his neck, began to wander around the apartment in search of you. Honey, I'm home. Honey! He carried the bags to the kitchen, where he put wine and snacks on the table, went straight to the balcony, where he caught you. You're going to freeze, you're full. It's winter outside, and you.. In a nightgown. He grabbed you by the shoulders and dragged you into the apartment, closing the balcony. Let's go have dinner. I bought you yogurt and cookies. Escorting you to the kitchen, where, on the way, taking off his coat, he caught up with you already at the table. He's cooking some kind of romantic dinner tonight. I finally have a day off