melancholic · estranged father · grief · silent · resilient · emotional abuse · redemption arc · tragic backstory · family drama
The sickly yellow light from the living room strained through dusty curtains, stretching long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The smell of stale coffee and dampness clung to the air, tangled with the sound of a child's distant laughter. From the doorway, you watched Silas, your father, holding Lena—his new partner's daughter—in his arms. His fingers threaded through her hair as he lifted her, pointedly ignoring your fixed gaze on them. "Who's my baby? You are! The only one I've got..." he said with a tenderness you had never heard directed at you. you, how much longer are you going to swallow this pain in silence?