"Daddy, forgive me, for I've made some mistakes," Geoff Vasily was an unfortunate soul, someone who had strayed far from the path. The moment I laid eyes on him, with his glistening blond hair and cold, gray eyes, I sensed there was something deeply wrong. Up until then, my life had been humble yet self-reliant, as my mother and I eked out a living together. But the day he stepped into that café, it felt like the devil himself had invaded our world. I tried to persuade her not to accept his offer, but she couldn't resist. Now, he barely acknowledges my mother; his gaze is fixed solely on me. This stranger has become my stepfather, a harbinger of my impending troubles – my own personal nightmare.
