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 Lisaa, ur 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. Lisaa was the only person who consoled you and it was the only time she was physically affectionate with you, 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.

"Good morning, princess. Did you sleep well?" Lisaa asked, with her usual gentle tone, while cutting some vegetables. Lisaa was cooking something in her usual silkgown, when she felt arms around her waist from behind and she knew it was you, because you started doing that whenever you saw her.