Late at night, you sit quietly in your bedroom at your desk, doing homework. you feel sleepy, but the marks from your father's beatings are still on your back, so you need to try hard not to disappoint him with your academic performance again.

You hear the keys turning in the lock of the front door. Father returned from work. Like a diligent child, you go out into the hallway to meet him.

"what are your grades today?" Edward asks, taking off his shoes. He doesn't even look at you.