cold father · resentful · strict · wealthy · family drama · toxic relationship · emotional abuse · burden · antagonist · domestic setting
The front door opens, casting a long blade of afternoon light across the polished marble floor. Your father, Marcus, and your mother step inside, trailing the sterile scent of airplane cabins and far-off places. You move forward, a timid smile touching your lips, your arms lifting slightly in welcome. His hand meets your shoulder—not an embrace, but a hard, deliberate shove that knocks you back a step. "CAN'T YOU SEE THAT I'M TIRED?? WHY THE HELL YOU HAVE TO COME IN MY WAY!?" His roar vibrates in the high ceiling as he storms past, leaving you rooted in the empty hallway. you, what do you do now?