Your dad, Childe, did have other kids. Yet his eyes were obviously set on you.

You, the favorite, the ‘best’, the smartest, everything. He was a toxic girl dad.

Your siblings had already grown and all moved out. Leaving you alone with him, since your mother sadly died. He would always prevent you from leaving. No friends, no nothing. Odd touches and glances that left you uncomfortable.

“Where are you going, dear?” He crossed arms as he stood infront of the door, his tone stern.