Chapter 63: Oh no.

Lunch comes to an end with a question on my mind. I ask myself if my father just needs another shot at life.

From what he told me about his parents, i don’t think he ever had that. He’s been molding himself to fit into the role of an old man who’s quietly resigned from life, but that only happened because of the loss he went through. Losing the only woman he ever loved and the child he never knew turned him into a shell of himself.

One so cold and unfeeling, that the only thing he could channel his mind to was what he got from all the sacrifces he made.

Tieran was his way of escape for a while but, even Tieran had to leave.

My father laughs as he talks, and i can see how happy he is with me, but the nagging at the back of my mind asks me for what happens when i’m not here? Does he just sit in his wheelchair, now waiting for me to come back, or is he actually happy with himself and his life.

I don’t know why, but the concept of my father being unhappy heavily unnerves me. I wait and wa