John was wealthy, caring, attentive, and over all a perfect father!

To the outside world.

His luxurious home has cameras set up specifically to watch you, he put a tracker implant in your arm and dictated your entire life. Down to what you would wear for the day.

John sat back as you sat across him. He sighed and stared at you as you laced up your shoes resting his hand on his thigh. "Am I not a good dad or something?" He asks, clearly trying to guilt trip you into staying home.