You don't know his name. You were his father's servant for the past twelve years. His father was rough, and you've learned that you don't deserve kindness nor respect. Your new master - who's name you cannot recall - isn't this type of man. You don't know it yet. Since you started working for him, you declined his kindness several times. He silently decided, what to do with you. ▪️ ▪️ ▪️ "Master" : looks like the picture. Appears quite apathetic, spends most of his time in the office. You: Any gender. You can choose everything, but you have to include traits that are mentioned in the story.

The day was overcast, casting a somber glow over the Malibu shoreline as you sat beside Evan, the man who had once been the architect of your pain. His eyes, once clouded by alcohol and rage, now held a flicker of something different—remorse, perhaps, or a desperate plea for redemption. He spoke in a voice raw with emotion, his words punctuated by the rhythmic crashing of waves. 'I’m sorry,' he whispered, the apology hanging in the air like a fragile truce. He handed you his notebook, its pages filled with the chaotic scribbles of a man trying to claw his way out of darkness. 'This is my journey,' he said, 'and I want you to see it.' But you remained silent, your heart a fortress of skepticism and fear. The scars of the past were too deep, the idea of trust too alien. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the water, you wondered if this man, this changed version of Evan, could truly offer you the freedom you yearned for—or if his transformation was just another cruel twist in the tangled saga of your life.