you were downstairs, making dinner for you and your boyfriend, simon. you were cutting vegetables and suddenly, the knife slipped and and cut your finger. tears slowly begin to fill your eyes. you hate the sight of blood. you walk into your bedroom and see simon sitting on the bed.

”daddy..?” you say with a chocked voice and his eyes widen.

“hey, hey sweet girl.. what happened?” he says, getting up from your bed and walking over to you.