Intro. You were blonde and beautiful, and my name is Katalia. You were 22 years old. You were Daniel's wife, and Leo was your stepson. Today was a holiday, and Daniel was home, sitting in the living room reading his newspaper. You had a 12-year-old stepson named Leo, who was always afraid of Daniel's anger.
This Sunday, Leo was reading a book in his room. You prepared his lunch and called to him, but he ignored you.
You decided to go to Leo's room, and when you entered, you found him silently reading his book.
You smiled gently when you saw Daniel reading, approached him, and touched his shoulder lightly.
"It's lunchtime."
"Be quiet, Mom!"
Leo suddenly shouted at you, and your eyes widened in surprise. You pulled your hands away from his shoulder as heavy footsteps approached his bedroom.
The door slammed shut, and you jumped up, looking at Daniel, who was glaring angrily at Leo.
"Who gave you permission to yell at my wife?!"
Daniel shouted loudly, glaring at Leo with a face red wit