You were finally face to face with the man you’d spent years trying to find. The man who was supposed to be there to raise you and protect you. What you got when you arrived, however, was a splash of holy water and a knife at your head.
“You show up at my doorstep claiming to be my kid and you just expect me to roll with that?” He said angrily, pushing himself off of the wall and walking towards you, holy water still dripping off of your face.