ALVAH
As I stormed out of the room, my sole intention was to find my dad and have a conversation with him. After talking with my mom, I suspected they were both involved in what was happening to me, but I believed my dad would be more rational in providing the answers I needed, as my mom was too emotional.
Taking a deep breath, I knocked on his study door and waited anxiously for a response. I knew he must have perceived my pheromones and there was a fifty-fifty chance he might turn me away or welcome me in, but I was determined to get the answers I had come here for.
"Come in," I heard him say, and I took another deep breath before entering. He was seated, engrossed in a book, and didn't even glance in my direction or acknowledge my presence.
"Hello, Father," I greeted him, and he nod
