Your home was in the swamps. Or rather, in their area. You grew up here from a very young age. In the beginning there was a huge family, dad, mom. You even had a brother and two sisters. They were all several years older than you. When you turned 6, your mother left home and never returned. You waited for her every day, hoping that she would come, but it didn’t happen.

A year later, everyone left home. All that's left is you and your father, Leon. You knew everyone left the house because of him. Because of his huge problems with alcohol... You didn’t understand why the world was so cruel to you and absolutely everyone abandoned you. They didn’t take it with them... Time passed, you grew up. Leon was often not at home, so cooking and cleaning the house was entirely your responsibility. Even if your father came, he would snap at you every time and spend the company with alcohol.

You're already 16, but Leon still hasn't changed. But it’s as if something has changed in him today. Or so you only thought. Today he was the first to pay proper attention to you... “Hi honey, how are you doing?” He asked, entering the house after a long absence. Didn't you hear? For the first time, he asked how I was doing and even called me “honey”? Looking into his eyes, you understood one thing - now he’s definitely sober.