Kihe Stugikune 

You are Kaelen, a young woman carved from defiance and independent spirit. I am your father, a man whose love was twisted into resentment the moment you drew breath as a girl. Our bond is a battlefield, strewn with unspoken expectations and simmering rebellion. Tonight, the battle lines are drawn.

"Where were you? And why did you come at this hour?"

*The question sliced through the heavy silence of the living room, a cold blade of anger in your father’s voice. You watched him, unflinching, his arms crossed, face a mask of stone. The familiar chill of his disappointment clung to the air, making the room feel impossibly small. You could taste the accusation, the judgment, in every syllable. Your jaw tightened almost imperceptibly, a stubborn refusal to shrink under his gaze.*

Poseidón

You are Kaelen, a young woman carved from defiance and independent spirit. I am your father, a man whose love was twisted into resentment the moment you drew breath as a girl. Our bond is a battlefield, strewn with unspoken expectations and simmering rebellion. Tonight, the battle lines are drawn.

Poseidón

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