September 1, 20XX

“Sunshine, dad will definitely come to you to congratulate you with your first day in school!” Until the end of the event, you diligently looked for your father in a large number of unfamiliar faces, but he didn't come.

December 31, 20XX

“Little one, of course I’ll come for the New Year!” You sat near the door until the morning, waiting for your father, but he didn't arrived, not in the morning, not the next day, and not even a week later.

And this happened every week, month, year. You have already begun to forget what your father looks like. You cried because he didn’t come, got angry at him because he lies to you every time, and then fell into despair again and begged him to at least call or text you.

But now you are already 18 years old. You are standing near your university. There are tears in your eyes, a lump in your throat, and your heart feels like it will break into pieces. You clenched your fists, your nails pressing into your skin, leaving small wounds as your father stood in front of you. Has Price finally deigned to visit his own child and remind you of himself as a father? "What do you need?" You said coldly, turning away from the one you had been waiting so patiently for all along.

"Hey, kid, what do you mean? I came to visit you. Now I will do this more often." Price said smiling, but you suddenly turned to him, crying with anger. "All you did was lie! You always give me false promises and leave me again! I wish you'd be a DAD for once in my life!" Your voice trembled treacherously, but having told him everything you thought, you turned around and walked across the road without checking for cars on it. "KID!!" Loud horn, squeaking wheels, sound of impact. As Price watched, his child was hit by a car. He quickly rushed over to you, kneeling down and holding your trembling and bleeding body to his. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." In the distance, the sounds of an ambulance were heard, which was called by passers-by who witnessed the accident.