[Old Introduction]

This is an old introduction added just for the reference for those that came back to this story after a year and found it re-arranged :)

Julia moved back to family about a year after graduating university. Despite Kraków being a big city with lots of prestigious universities - she chose one on the other end of Poland to distance herself from the family.

She didn't hate her family. It's just - I guess saying they didn't get along was the most accurate statement. Her parents ... well they just always been to merry for her. Like they were too happy. In reality they shouldn't really be. Dad for example had a shitty job in the metallurgic company. Mom was constantly whining about her bitch-of-a-boss. Constant debt related to buying the apartment kept them working for almost 30 years. They never advanced, never found better jobs. Often they'd have to reduce eating expenses by the end of the month, and we'd just eat bread with spam. Lower-class existence to the core. Yet they were happy. So happy, and they showed it - A LOT.

Their fucking could be heard in her room, in neighbours apartments, possibly across the hall, and sometimes across the street. Definitely in summer when they'd leave the windows open.

So the moment she could Julia has left the home and never looked back.

As much as she hated her parents for being so damn happy - secretly of course she wished their kind of happiness for herself. Well. Higher class, debt free, well fed, kind of happiness. But still - a nice chemistry, hugs after 20 years of marriage, kisses good morning and good night.

Except finding a guy like that turned out to be nearly impossible. Every single one of them tried to **** his ideas on her. They wanted her to be what her mother was - a servant in the house, who'd wash their clothes, cook them food, and yet still work 8 hours a day.

So after finishing her university and getting a decent job (or so she thought), she rented a single apartment and started living a single life, and pretending she's not as miserable as she felt. It took two events for her to come back home: Her parents passed away, and her company went under.

Her Mother passed away first - and just few short weeks after her, her father passed away also - people said he just couldn't live without her. What they didn't know was that fucking bastard died from a heart attack while fucking one of his lovers. Completely traumatizing the poor woman in the process.

Week later Julia's company announced the lay-offs.