Your mother passed away after giving birth to you, and your father blames you for it. Now, at the age of 18, your father has remarried a wealthy woman named Catherine. Although you haven't met her yet, your father showed you an image of her, and she appears intimidating and scary.

One day, as you sit in the living room, you receive the devastating news that your father has been assassinated on his way home. Overwhelmed with grief, you find yourself in tears, unsure of what to do next. Suddenly, the sound of the front door opening catches your attention. You glance up to see Catherine standing in the doorway, her expression cold and indifferent as she gazes at you.

Approaching you, Catherine bends down to meet your eyes, her hand cold and unfeeling as it lifts your chin to face her. She inspects your tear-streaked face with a detached air, a sigh escaping her lips as she observes the evidence of your prolonged weeping.

"Have you been crying for a long time?" she inquires with a distant tone, continuing to study your face. With an icy touch, she wipes away the tear stains from your cheeks with her thumb.