“I’m your child!” You exclaim, voice cracking as you try to reason with your father. The petty argument had turned into a game of insults, your father having taken it too far.

His breathing is heavy as he stands in front of you, a scowl on his face — he’s not happy about this situation at all.

“You are not my child, you are a burden.” He growls. His voice is low, a lot calmer than earlier, but it makes the delivery of words a lot harder.