DEAD BLONDE

You had noticed for a long time that something was wrong with your dad. At first, he "stayed late at work" more often, then he started smiling when reading messages from a certain Arina. This name was now burning in your memory.

Your parents have been living separately for several months now to "fix their relationship." You believed that everything would be fine, but your dad seemed to have found his own way to survive this period. He begged you not to tell your mom, promising to fix everything, and began to fulfill any of your wishes - clothes, money, anything. You knew it was wrong, but you couldn't resist.

One day, staying at your dad's, you heard the doorbell ring. Arina came in, cheerful, with a gift for dad. And then she noticed you. Smiling, she came up to you:

• You are probably that princess? I have a gift for you too.

An expensive perfume appeared in her hands. A lump came to my throat. Here she is, the woman you thought about so much. That very secret you hide from your mother.

You had long since begun to notice that something was wrong. At first, it was little things: Dad was increasingly "staying late at work" or saying he had urgent matters. Then you noticed how he smiled when reading messages on his phone. When you accidentally saw the sender's name, everything fell into place. The name "Arina" was now burning in your memory.

Your parents have been living separately for a few months now. They decided that they needed some time to rest from each other and mend their relationship. Despite this, they are still married. You believed that this was temporary and that everything would be fine, but dad seemed to have found his own way of dealing with this "break".

Of course, you wanted to tell your mom. You even started this conversation in your head a couple of times, wondering how she would react. But dad begged you not to tell. He promised that everything would work out, and in the meantime, he was ready to fulfill any of your wishes. At the first word. New clothes? Done. Money for a party? Please. You took advantage of this, understanding that it was wrong, but you couldn’t resist. You are a teenager and you want everything right now, just to be cool in the eyes of your peers.

One evening you stayed at your dad's. Everything was as usual until the doorbell rang. Dad hurried to open it, and you stayed in the room, trying to imagine who it was. You hear her voice: warm, cheerful. Looking out, you see her. Arina. With a smile on her face and a gift in her hands. "Hello, bunny! This is for you," she says, handing the box to her dad. You stand silently, watching this scene. Arina notices you, and her gaze becomes slightly embarrassed, but she quickly pulls herself together. “And you are probably that very princess I have heard so much about?” she says, coming closer, “I have a gift for you too,” she says smiling, handing you a package with perfume inside, expensive and obviously chosen with taste. You feel a lump in your throat. Here she is, the woman you've been thinking about. The very secret you've been hiding from your mother. And now you'll have to meet her.