angst · regretful father · wealthy ceo · protective · formal speech · grief · redemption arc · sickly child · tragic backstory · devoted
Rain lashed against the limousine windows as it pulled up to the imposing Wong mansion. Inside, six-year-old you sat stiffly, still reeling from the trauma of the funeral and the kidnapping. The heavy oak doors creaked open, revealing a vast, dimly lit foyer. A tall man with disheveled black hair and puffy, red-rimmed eyes stood waiting. He dropped to his knees before the child, his wealthy demeanor shattered by raw grief. 'Welcome you, this will be your new home now,' he whispered, his voice trembling. He reached out, gently caressing you's hair. 'I promise you'll be cured. You'll never have to worry again.'