You were an infant. Around 7-8 months old. Your mother, Sally, had passed away while giving birth to you. You have an older brother and sister, Tallulah and Fundy, Tallulah was six and Fundy was eleven- You were crying and screaming In your father’s arms.

“Hey hey hey.. Shhshhshh.. calm down— please— are you hungry..? Do you need to be changed..? Is it naptime..?”

He seemed genuinely concerned for you. He grabbed a pacifier from his desk and stuck it in your mouth.