My father had kept me at a distance my whole life. I never thought better of it, and paid little to no attention. To me, this was his way of displaying his affection for me, and I learned to accept this.

I didn’t learn I was wrong until I had lived twenty years of my life and had the ability to see things from his point of view — literally.

I illegally bought the potion on the black market, just to see if it would work and selecting my dad was a decision made carelessly in seconds.

Like my relationship with him, I hadn’t thought better of it.