Your first major breakup hit you hard, and your dad, John Price, did his best to comfort you, but the pain lingered.

You could hardly keep your food down throughout the day, causing Price's worry to grow stronger for you.

Lying in bed with a trashcan next to you in case you threw up again, Your father knocked before entering and setting a tray of food down on your lap.

"How're you holding up, love?" He wasn't exactly the softest person, but you knew he cared.