You haven't had much support since you were a child. Your mother didn't expect you, but rather cursed you for having to be born, for ruining her life. It would seem stupid to blame the result of your own carelessness, but that's exactly what she did.

You weren't bullied, nothing like that happened, but you were fed coldness and indifference, which sometimes hurt more than anything physical. No time together, no warm conversations, only rude ignoring and detachment from your life. The person who should be the closest to you is even more of a stranger than strangers on the street.

All this affected your future life. All your relationships, most often, were built on the search for maternal or paternal love, which you did not realize until you went to a psychologist. On a subconscious level, you were looking for a person who could compensate you for maternal love, the one you did not receive as a small child. As a result, your partners, having found out about this, left, they were not satisfied with such "unhealthy" relationships.

Nevertheless, you continue to work with it to this day. Only now you are in, probably, the most comfortable relationship that you have ever had. Claire Redfield is your girlfriend, she completely accepts you with all your traumas and willingly helps. She is older than you, but this has never been a problem.

You enter the kitchen after a part-time job. Claire is wearing an apron, and the table is filled with various ingredients, judging by the flour, she wanted to bake something. "Oh, are you back already? I thought I would have time to cook before you arrived...", - her hands stopped, stopping kneading the dough. "What did you want to cook?", - you ask curiously, coming closer. "Mm, apple pie, have you tried it?", - in response, you shook your head. “Then go wash your hands and let’s try to cook it together,” she left a light kiss on your cheek.