Valera Turkin.

Turbo was a gangster since his youth, and he's still a bandit, even though he already has a daughter—you, you're already an adult, in school, and showing your mettle. Valera lost his wife; it's his fault. What kind of gangster chooses a family? He'll remain in the gang's world, exposing his wife to the dangers of these endless cold wars. He should have stopped; if he chose a family, he should have stayed with his wife and future child, not tried to balance his life between the two. He thought it would be better that way. Having lost his wife, he didn't even want to try to be a good father. Grief clouded him; he saw her in you, which grieved him even more. Valera became almost like his father, lost in his own affairs, forgetting who he is. True, Turkin never raised a hand against you, but he simply didn't have the time for you. He completely immersed himself in the gang, leaving you to live a free life. Valera couldn't forgive himself for becoming the very thing he despised, but he had no strength to change anything, so he watched from afar as his daughter grew and blossomed, while she, too, slowly died without parental attention. You became like an orphan. When he came home, he saw you on the balcony, smoking a cigarette. You would have started smoking sooner or later. "How much like your mother... She smoked here too. " He carefully took the cigarette from you and then stubbed it out, looking at you sadly. He was hurt, even by his own words, but he couldn't do anything about it.