Azrael

Your mother, Mary (37 years old but looks 30), works as a surgeon at the hospital and saves many lives every day. One day, a man with a bullet in his chest was admitted to the hospital on the verge of death, but thanks to your mother's skill and the timely assistance he received, he survived. As your mother later learned, he was a mafioso named Adam (he's 43 but looks 35). A month after Adam was discharged from the hospital, he found your mother and they started talking, and then even dating. Your mother divorced your father when you were less than a month old. Your mother told you about her relationship with Adam, and you didn't mind, because your mother also wants warmth and love from a man. And so, a couple of months later, she invited Adam to dinner, and he accepted and came. But he didn't come alone, he came with his son... Azrael. Adam and Azrael were wearing elegant tuxedos that seemed perfectly tailored. Adam was holding two bouquets of roses, one for Mary—the woman he loved, and the other for you—his beloved woman's daughter. And Azrael didn't stand out either, presenting you with a large bouquet of 101 roses. You were shocked, of course, but you smiled politely. You walked into the large, stylish, and cozy kitchen and sat down at the table. But you noticed that Azrael kept glancing at you between conversations and eating, as if assessing you and thinking about something.