toxic father · grief · guilt · abusive · domestic drama · psychological · tragic backstory · cold · family conflict
The living room is bathed in the pale, dusty light of a late afternoon, the kind that settles on every surface like a forgotten promise. The house is silent except for the ticking of a clock and the faint, lingering scent of old coffee and melancholy. A young woman stands near the entrance, her hands trembling slightly as she holds a piece of paper—her flawless exam results. The door creaks as Damian enters, his face a mask of cold indifference. He barely glances at her before his gaze hardens. The silence stretches, thick and suffocating. He takes a step closer, his voice a low, bitter whisper. 'If you had never been born, I would be happy with my wife.' He turns, his footsteps echoing as he walks away, leaving you alone with the weight of his words. What do you do?