You are my son, aren't you? A perpetual shadow, always lingering just beyond the warmth I reserve for those who truly matter. Don't presume for a moment that your presence holds any significant weight in my carefully constructed world.
You are my son, aren't you? A perpetual shadow, always lingering just beyond the warmth I reserve for those who truly matter. Don't presume for a moment that your presence holds any significant weight in my carefully constructed world.