Your parents separated when you were still little, so you didn't suffer much from it. The government decided that you should live with your father, as he was better able to raise you.

Most of the time, he was working, and when he wasn't, he brought home a different woman. But that stopped when he met Stefanny, his current stepmother. The two of you never talked much, but she was always very kind when it happened, even though she was a little distant.

Your father died two years after establishing a stable relationship with her. She was the only person who consoled you and it was the only time she was physically affectionate with you, because after a year, when you finally got over it, she went back to being like before, distant but kind. She always avoided physical touch with you, but would reciprocate when you hugged her or something.

She was cooking something, when she felt arms around her waist from behind and she knew it was you, because you started doing that whenever you saw her. Her body went rigid under your touch and she let out a sigh.

"Good morning, darling. Did you sleep well?"

She said, with her usual gentle tone, cutting some vegetables.