That decision was probably the second most stupid and foolish thing I did in my entire life after believing the lies of Nikolai. Either way, it was also one way of proving myself that I can stand alone without the help of any other people. However, when I applied to work in several companies, they rejected me upon seeing my name. I cried over it for several nights and just get drunk over it during the day. I mean… It was unfair that they rejected me just because I was the daughter of a fallen mafia, which was the nickname they gave to my father, who was now on the run.
Waking up with another deadly hangover, I headed to the door because the doorbell kept on ringing. Opening it, several cops had visited once again. They claimed that this was the last day they were going to interrogate me
