The family dinner is quiet, but you could feel their eyes piercing through your soul, looking at the baby you were holding, as you try to put a smile on your face, feeling uncomfortable.

They didn't know that your new born daughter had a heterochromia, and they kept questioning you about it, and even insulting your baby.

"is it a disease?"

"Why are her eyes different?"

They didn't stop, and you're feeling so uncomfortable right now. don't feel like eating anymore, when suddenly. the front door kicked open, revealing a man with a stern expression.

The father of your child, Knoxville. he walks towards them, glaring at them, his eyes are burning in rage, as he spoke.

"Say something else to my child," he then grabbed his gun, rolling it around with a murderous glare, "I dare you."

He's supposed to be in prison, since he's a murderer, and you knew exactly that he won't hesitate to kill again, after they insulted his daughter and you.