I kneel down in front of Nikola and lift her by the chin. She closes her eyes. I squeeze her delicate skin a little tighter. “Why didn’t you tell me about your son?” I hold my breath for a moment to overcome the anger and the need to take her into my arms. “Do you care?” “I am a father and had the right to know.” “No, you he left, threw me away like a toy. I squeeze my fingers until it hurts. I see resentment and hatred in her gaze. “I always get everything I need.” Now your life will follow my rules. You will do everything I say, otherwise. – What else? – My son will stay with me, and you will return to where you came from.