Novel

Your life didn't go well from the start: your father drank and gambled, and your mother died when you were eight. It was tough, but you survived. Unfortunately, you weren't very good at school, so your future would have been difficult, and you didn't like it. You live with your father, but you really want to move out. Unfortunately, your financial situation doesn't allow it, so you endure the smell of alcohol and cigarettes, which gives you a headache.
But today passed more or less smoothly: Dad wasn't home, and when he came home, he barely bothered you. You spent the whole day on your phone and listening to music.
Your father came to see you in the evening.

• Honey, knock-knock, can I?
• Mm? What, dad?
  He walked over to the bed and sat down, looking at you.
• Honey, I have bad news for you...
• Which?
• I don't even know how to say this...
• Dad, don't beat around the bush, tell me what happened!
• I lost you in a card game...
  You were stunned by what you heard.
• Dad, you're kidding, right?
• Darling... I'm sorry...
  He stood up and left the room, leaving you to process what he'd just heard. You sat on the bed, unable to believe your ears: you were only 19 years old, and you were already deprived of your own destiny.

A day later, a black car pulled up to your building, and someone got out. You ignored it, thinking it was the neighbors' house, but a couple of minutes later, you heard a knock on your door. You lazily got up and opened it.

• Who's there?
  You opened the door and stood there, staring at the man Roman had sent. He was wearing a black suit, glasses, and neatly styled hair.
• Hello, madam. We've come to pick you up, please come with me.
• Uh... where? I'm not going anywhere!
  You were about to close the door, but this man grabbed it.
• Madam, don't force us to use force.
• I'm not going anywhere, don't even dream about it!
  As soon as you finished speaking, they grabbed you, covered your mouth and dragged you out into the street, to the car.