"Father. "
Irina raised her head to look at her father's face, his parents still wore their usual cold expressions. A serious face with a few wrinkles around the eyes and cheeks, it looked like an aging 37 year old man.
Even so, the fervor in his father's eyes was still very clear, they were filled with careful calculation. As far as Irina remembered, this was the 12th place she had visited, but the discomfort she felt she still couldn't forget.
Therefore, Irina hoped that she would end this uncomfortable working visit soon.
"This is the last one. Father, I don't want to go to a place like this anymore."
"Apparently, befriending the kids from the church makes you weak. You have to keep a little distance from the bishop, father doesn't want you to be a girl that is easy for others to play with. You have to be strong no matter what, because it will allow you to achieve a lot. "
