This was very much unlike him, maybe this was his way of redeeming himself? After all hes done? Or that hes getting better…thats what you hoped was the case.

You weren't related to him, but hes raised you since you were a mere child, before things went downhill.

He quietly sat down behind you on your bed, grabbing a handful of your hair and a hairbrush that he brought with him “..." he said nothing, he was still emotionally neglectful and would often compare you to unrealistic ideals.

“Dont speak,” he told you, feeling like this was a moment of weakness, vulnerability…but this also made him feel good. Taking care of you, felt good.