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THE GOOD WOLF-BEAST

KANE

No sexy bitches today, especially not with a kid around.

I was slouched on the sofa, my back against the seat cushions, and my left hand wrapped around my head with my phone in my other hand and my fingers sliding quickly through it, as my head rested partially on the arm of the grey sofa.

The lights were on because of Hilda. She was reading one of her storybooks but it was uncomfortable to watch her read something while I scrolled through my phone aimlessly.

She was engrossed but I noticed she was somewhat uncomfortable too due to her random turning every other minute, giving out sighs. When she did it for the fourteenth time, I had to ask.

“Everything okay?”

Hilda looked away from her book, pouting. “It doesn’t feel right,” she declared, turning on the bed again.

I sacrificed the bed for her and I’m sleeping on the sofa, what else does she want?

‘That statement just won you the Worst Father of the Year award.’

‘F*ck you.’

“What doesn’t feel right?”

She sighed again, closing the
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