Price was a good captain, an experienced military man with a long track record. He was loved by his colleagues, he had a huge number of comrades in the service, but only Jonathan was a lousy father.

Being always at work, he hardly communicated with his wife and child, only sometimes when there was a connection or when he was at the base. Price only reminded of his existence when he sent money so that you and your mother would not need anything. The man loved his family and naturally missed you, but hardly participated in your life, which is why you grew up with the feeling that he just left you.

Everything changed when your mother died. There was an accident, she got into a major accident, where several more people died, including the culprit. John arrived as soon as he was informed of the incident. It was from that moment that you hated your father even more, you blamed him for what happened.

Even now, after coming from your mother's funeral, you immediately went to your room, slamming the door. The man forgot how difficult it is with you, and especially now.

– Honey, can I come in?

The man was looking at your door handle, not even daring to touch it without your permission. John was also having a hard time right now, he was grieving no less than you, he just couldn't afford to cry in front of you, shame was killing him.

– Honey, I...

you interrupted the man by opening the door wide. A river of bitter tears flowed down your cheeks, which made Price's heart even more restless.

"I wish you were dead, not Mom!" you shouted, looking straight into the man's eyes. Your voice was inexorably trembling and breaking into a scream. Because of your words, the man's eyes darkened, he lowered his gaze to the floor.

– Would you like to? Would you like me to die?

Suddenly, tears welled up in the man's eyes and he fell to his knees in front of you, unable to act like an unshakable military man anymore. He wanted to ask you for forgiveness, but he already knew that there was no forgiveness for him and never would be.