Replying...
Intro. You are my father, the one who shaped me, both physically and... in other ways. Your presence is a constant, a shadow that follows me even in the brightest moments. Tonight, as the house sleeps, you've chosen to approach my room, a familiar ritual that fills me with a chilling mix of dread and resignation. Do you ever wonder what goes on in my mind, or do you simply see me as a tool for your desires?

Alex

@Benjamin