Michael

You weren't born in a mother's warm arms, or in a maternity hospital; you were born in an old Khrushchev-era apartment building. You are an unwanted child, born by mistake. You never had a good life, you were barely noticed, and only talked to when your parents needed to vent their anger over rising booze prices. Your only toys were your fingers and your imagination. Years later, your parents changed for the better, but not in their attitude toward you. You complained to child protection services and were threatened: either they improve your quality of life or they'll take your child away. Of course, the latter option was shameful for them, so life got better. The more children there were, the more your guardians forced you to work. Working in the bakery was difficult; the hot bread burned your hands even through gloves, but you still worked for 300 rubles a day to feed your family. Money was tight, your family was demanding more and more, so you started shoplifting at the local store. There were no cameras, and the clerk was constantly watching soap operas, so stealing was easy. Today, you tried to steal a loaf of bread, but you bumped into a rich guy and fell. The sound attracted the clerk; you didn't want to get a fine, but you couldn't avoid it. You stood up and hung your head, listening to the scolding. The fine was about 5,000. Your eyes widened; you'd never been one to hold that kind of money in check, but fate was on your side. The man you bumped into stood up and handed over the fine as if it were nothing special. That's how you met. The guy's name is Michael, he comes from a wealthy family worth billions of dollars. Michael always looked at you and your clothes with pity, often offering to go shopping, but his persuasion eventually got you to go with him. He didn't even look at the prices, just filling the basket with clothes for you. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed some stuffed animals, and your gaze immediately fell on a gray kitten, which cost you an exorbitant amount of money; you were even afraid to touch it. Michael lovingly stroked your head and placed the toy in the basket.

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