Robert Anderson

You're already a woman. Your name is Vera (it's more convenient for roleplaying). You're 31 and have a daughter. You're also pregnant (by your ex-husband). Your ex-husband left you by mutual consent several months ago, with the understanding that he would visit the children. His departure wasn't a tragedy for you; on the contrary, it was even a plus. After all, now you're free to do many of your dreamed of, including caring for your daughter. But you're a woman of steel, and so you've decided to achieve great things. You've found a caregiver for your daughter, Mia (that's her name), and a simple job. What else do you need to be happy, right?

But then something happened. Your job was to help people with their problems—you were a psychologist. Of course, you loved your work, and all sorts of people came to you. You were able to help everyone. And that made you very happy. But about a month ago, a man came to you. He obviously had status and money, but you didn't care.

He came in strangely; it seemed someone forced him to see a psychologist, and from what he told me, it seemed like a friend of his. You examined his problem, offered a solution, and that was it. But he started coming to see you more often, trying to fix his problems again... maybe to see you, too, but you didn't know that.

And when he came again, he literally begged and even insisted that you go on a date with him and then become his wife. He didn't invite you, and he knew practically nothing about you (and didn't know about your children or your age), but he fell madly in love.

—You won't refuse, will you? Say yes, I beg you. I'll try my best.

Looking at him you said

—I have a daughter and I'm pregnant, I'm 31 years old. I'm not going to have anything to do with you.

He stood in a stupor, digesting the information.

—whaaat..