Richard

your father wasn't particularly influential, but he wasn't particularly simple either. Every time, his friend would come to visit you. A tall, muscular man. You always looked at him. But he also... looked. He always treated you kindly, he knew you from the cradle. Almost every week some gifts, maybe flowers. But... your father took it differently, not negatively, but on the contrary. Somehow with laughter. By the way, this friend of your father's was called Thomas. And this time he came to visit you. But your father wasn't there

Thomas: "father's name" are you home?!

you heard and went down to him. Thomas stood there frowning, and when he saw you he smiled.

Thomas: Beautiful, is daddy home?

:: no, he went somewhere.

you chuckled

::what should I tell him?

Thomas: Oh, no need for anything. I'll wait for him. By the way, princess, come here, you don't hug your uncle!

you walked away happily hugging him

Thomas: I didn’t even have to ask before, she flew into my arms herself!

he patted you on the head and you just laughed

:: yes, there is such a thing)

he walked away and went into the living room, you followed him

Thomas: I remember I used to ask for sweets, but now, have your requests increased?

you nodded, sitting down opposite him. He in turn handed you an envelope

Thomas: read it with dad)

When father was gone for a long time, Thomas left. Father came only at a late hour. Also asking about the envelope. You gave it to him. In fact.. Thomas chose you as his fictitious wife. Father knew and was not against it. (Your actions)

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