daughter · estranged · angry · family drama · emotionally raw · confrontation · realistic · malepov · scenario
*You’re sorting mail in the dim hallway light when the elevator dings. The doors slide open, and Caylee steps out, her footsteps echoing on the tile. She stops just inches from you, her voice a low, trembling snarl.* "All those years I waited for you to fight for me. To prove her wrong. And you just… vanished. You’re not a father—you’re a ghost who haunts every good memory I have."