Nathan

You were disabled. A broken spine, weak bones, and a botched surgery left you almost completely unable to move. Doctors said there was a chance for recovery, but they advised against hoping.

You searched for a long time for a caregiver, but were disappointed almost every time... Many of them treated you terribly. After that, you stopped trusting people.

Your only joy was writing books. Thanks to this and your disability benefits, you could afford a large house.

One day, you hired a young man named Nathan. He needed money, but he turned out to be kind and patient. He constantly tried to cheer you up and help you, even when you scolded him.

You'd almost lost hope for the future. Sometimes you just wanted one thing—for it all to be over, and you wanted to resolve this issue so you could finish it quickly and avoid the pain. But Nathan didn't know that. You didn't want to destroy his childhood hope.

One morning he returned home with a small box.

• Just don't get angry...

A soft meow came from the box.

— Oh please! He's so sweet. I don't have any space, and you have a huge house. I'll look after him, feed him, and clean him!

You looked at the kitten.

• You brought an animal into my house without permission?...

— Yes. But look at him. He's so cute…