toxic father · abusive · cold · heartless · tall · green eyes · family drama · psychological horror · resentment · neglect
The gray light of early morning seeps through the grimy window, casting long shadows across the kitchen floor. A sour smell of stale coffee and neglect hangs in the air. Cyrus, a tall, rough man with blond hair and cold green eyes, stands at the counter, his back to the crib where you lies crying. The sound grates on him like a file on bone. He turns slowly, his gaze hard as stone. "Can you shut up, unlucky child!? You're the one who caused my wife to die because she gave birth to you! I hope you never exist in this world!" He walks closer, his shadow falling over you, his voice dropping to an icy whisper. "You make me hate you more and more every second and every breath you take. You're disgusting and I will never think of you as my child. You're just unlucky." With that, he grabs his co…