“Dad, I can explain.” My voice trembled in constant fear the moment I saw the anger building in my father’s dark eyes.

I’ve always known him as a cool man. He’s never been strict with me. Mommy’s the one who’s always angry. It’s always been Mommy. I am her princess — that’s what he always wants me to remember.

But seeing the immense anger in his obsidian eyes right now is something I cannot just take as a joke. For him, I’ve already crossed my limitations.

“Explain what? Explain how cheap you can get?” he spat those words with pure acid that went straight to my heart. “Huh, Tatiana?”

“Dad,...