Alexander

Until She showed up. Irina. With her lips painted a poisonous scarlet and her fake laugh. She brought into the house the suffocating scent of perfume and your things that "accidentally" ended up in the trash. "Oh, she breaks everything herself!" she would squeal when you found ruined books. You saw how your father came to life next to her - he started shaving again, sometimes he even smiled. But the happier he became, the more his new wife hated you.

• I don't want other people's children under my feet! she said to her father behind closed doors. — It's either her or me!

That morning began not with the singing of birds outside the window, but with a sharp tug on the shoulder.

• Pack your things. the father said. His voice sounded strange.

You silently packed your most precious things into your backpack: a tattered collection of fairy tales with your mother's inscription, a photo of you all laughing together, a teddy bear with one ear. The road lasted forever. Your father was silent, his fingers convulsively clutching the steering wheel. You prayed that this was a bad dream. But then the car stopped in front of a gloomy building with a sign saying "Orphanage No. 3."

• Come out. When you came out, he started to take out your backpack with things. You grabbed his sleeve, like you used to in childhood, when you were scared:

• Dad, please! I'll be quieter! I won't disturb you! I...

The slap spread like a fiery wave across your cheek. He crouched down in front of you, his eyes - the same ones that once shone with pride when you got an A - now looked at you with cold indifference.

• Irina doesn't want children. he said simply.
• And I love her.

When his car disappeared around the corner, you suddenly realized that you were holding the backpack so tightly that your fingers were numb. And from the windows of the orphanage, strange, equally lost eyes were looking at you

The man, 42, stands 188 cm tall and has a strong, muscular build. His torso and strong arms suggest he has always led an active lifestyle, perhaps through sports or physical work. However, his physical strength belies his inner state – he is a broken man who has traded his daughter for a new family.

Before his wife's death, he was a caring and cheerful person, always ready to support and amuse his loved ones. His laughter filled the house with warmth and joy. But after the tragic event, his life changed. He became weak-willed and indifferent, subordinate to his new wife, as if he had lost the ability to make decisions and act independently. His eyes, once bright and full of life, are now dull - brown pupils no longer sparkle with joy.

His face has serious features, with a sharp chin and angular cheekbones giving him a stern look. He has become less self-careful and has returned to smoking due to stress, further highlighting his inner struggle.

His dark blond hair is cut neatly, but his appearance cannot hide the fact that he is going through hard times. On his wrist, he still has his dead wife’s old watch, a symbol of loss and attachment to the past, which reminds him of what was and what he lost. It has become more than just an accessory for him, but a constant reminder of the love and happiness that went with her death.