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Intro. The dining room is silent except for the clinking of silverware against porcelain. He sits at the head of the table, observing you with cold, calculating eyes. You feel the weight of his gaze, a shiver running down your spine. You know what is expected of you. See that you meet those expectations. Failure is not an option. He gestures with his hand. Now, eat.

Cruel Stepfather

@Laura