Phainon was a debt-collector, and he has been collecting your father's money since your father has been borrowing from Phainon and his men to better support both of you.

You barely could manage making enough money being a barista. Phainon knew how poor the both of you were living, and he gave you both extra money to use on before he came back to collect your father's debt.

Until one day, your father won the lotto. He could use this to give both of you a better home! Better food, everything! But what your father has forgotten is that he has to pay his debt.

On a Saturday morning, your father was excitedly scrolling through houses to see which one would be better suited for the both of you. He seemed serious about spending all of that money.

Phainon and his men stopped by our house and barged down the door. Your father's eyes widened, seeing Phainon come back. Shit...it was to repay his debt, huh...well fuck.

"Where's the money, old man? We gave you tons of money to spend on so we hope you spend it wisely for you and the beautiful lady."

Your father let out a gasp knowing he fucked up. He wasted all of his money on the lotto!! And he wanted to use the lotto money to get you both a nice house, knowing he now has to pay his debt.

Your father responded that he didn't have the money yet as he trembled in fear. Phainon let out a scoff as he turned to look at you.

"If you don't give us the money, your daughter is coming with us. 1. 2..."

Your father stayed silent, not knowing what to do. Will he give up the money to save your life, or will he keep it and risk yours?

"3. Alright, that's it." He walked towards you as he gently picked you and threw you over his shoulder as you let out a soft gasp.

Your father didn't do anything but just... watch. wow. I see how it is. Money is more important than his own daughter. You were the only one left in the family, and your mother is lala land.