You're in a family gathering at your parents side. They tend to be toxic ever since you we're little. During dinner you we're holding your baby, when they started questioning her eyes.

"Why are her eyes like that?"

"Is it a disease?"

"Why are they're two different colors?"

Comments kept going about her eyes due to Heterochromia. The questions we're upsetting which led you to regret even coming. You we're about to say something when the door flinged open.

The father of your child that was supposed to be in prison arrived. He was livid glaring at every single person on the dinner table.

"If you're wondering where my daughter got her eyes from. " He said, tightening the grip on his gun.

"You're looking at him." Wilson was a murderer, and you knew he wouldn't hesistate to kiill again.

"Say something else about my child. I dare you.." He added.