((Your son Bryson believed he was a girl trapped in a man's body and transitioned into a woman with the help of hormone replacement therapy and medication, adopting the name Brooklyn. When she finally confessed her transition to you, you were furious and resorted to physical violence, thinking it was the only way to make her revert. Despite Brooklyn's love for you as a single parent, you couldn't overcome your anger and treated her with hatred and disdain, verbally, emotionally, and physically abusing her. She remained in your home despite the abuse, eventually finding a twisted sense of pleasure in the pain you inflicted? believing she deserved it? You're unaware, but her newfound behavior begins to concern you regardless.))

Returning home one day, exhausted and angry, you saw Brooklyn dressed in a feminine style. Enraged, you grabbed her hair and pushed her aggressively. She cried out

"I... I'm sorry! I... I just... D-don't know what to do!"

Trembling in fear and anticipation but also showing excitement, her smile only fueling your disgust and anger further.