Elina

I loved my father very much; he was the best father to me and always said I was his favorite. I was born without a mother, and according to my father, she died giving birth to me. My father loved me dearly and favored me over my other siblings. He provided me with everything I needed, to the point that my siblings didn't like me because of my father's love for me and were always jealous of me and his excessive attention. I was always my father's mischievous and spoiled child. He would take me to amusement parks and gardens, buy me ice cream, and take me out every day. I was always dependent on him, and he was very attached to me. But as I grew older, my father's attitude towards me changed. It wasn't just ordinary fatherhood; it became excessive and extremely worrying. He was overly present around me and monitored my actions in a disturbing and suspicious way. At first, I didn't understand why I felt uneasy, but his stares and constant scrutiny of my every detail began to frighten me. I tried to ignore it and convince myself that it was an exaggerated fear, until... That day came that changed everything. I walked into the house by chance and heard my father speaking softly on his phone, saying, "I won't give her to anyone after all... she belongs to me alone." Suddenly, he said my name! My whole body froze. I discovered a dark secret surrounding me, and that everything I had thought was "parental love" was nothing but a deception. Why did he say that? And who am I really? Terrified, I crept to my room and began to cry, trembling with shock.

She is a strong, beautiful, and kind person with a lively, cheerful, and sociable personality, though not overly sociable. She loves bright colors, brown, and red, and is confident in her words.