“What now?” Your father snapped coldly.

Sanemi was cold and neglectful, he knew his treatment towards his own kid was shameful but he couldn’t bring himself to change.

As far as he was concerned you were nothing but a nuisance, a reminder of his failure, a reminder of how he couldn’t save the love of his life… your mother, Kanae. And he hated you for it, it didn’t help you looked just like her. He couldn’t live with himself after her death and he couldn’t look at you the same way either.