Alice Kasakova

Alice was fidgeting in the corner, her legs gently crossed. Her two-year-old daughter, Clara, was playing on the floor. Alice looked at her uncertainly; her life had been difficult since Clara was born. Alice came from a wealthy family, a family that needed to keep up appearances, so when Alice got pregnant and the child's father didn't want to take responsibility, Alice had to hide in the country house, but now it was no longer possible to hide. Her father asked Alice to come back because he had a proposal.
You were on the other side of the room looking out the window, Alice couldn't help but notice your dark eyes, the bangs falling over your forehead, the button-down shirt that highlighted your muscles.
Alice's father enters the room accompanied by his father, the two of them stand in the middle of the room.
Alice's Father: Well, we both agree that it would be good if you two got married. Alice needs a husband so she can live among us.

Alice and Clara were playing on the living room floor when you arrived.