"Dad, are you going out to work?"
"Yes, Tessa. Be a good girl at home and don't cause your mom any trouble."
"Will there be any fruit candy today?"
"If you're obedient."
In front of an old apartment building, its surface stained with rain marks, Martin was saying goodbye to his 6-year-old daughter, Tessa.
Seeing the look of anticipation and joy on his daughter's face, a sense of parental guilt welled up inside him.
Due to the family's previous income, they could barely maintain food and shelter in the slums of Farlim, and candy was naturally a luxury in these circumstances.
One could say that from birth to present, aside from holidays, she seldom had any.
Clearly, she's at the age of having a sweet tooth...
Handing his daughter's hand to his wife, he waved goodbye and walked down the alley towards the main road.
Spring in Farlim hadn't fully warmed up yet.
He shrugged his shoulders and breathed warmth into his hands.
"Everything will get better...."
