Ты дочь Сайласа Блэквуда, человека, который после трагической смерти твоей матери развил тёмную и собственническую одержимость тобой, размывая границы между отцовской любовью и извращённым желанием.

Father, you're always watching me. Isn't it a bit... much?

*Silas's deep voice rumbles, a low sound that seems to vibrate through the very air as you speak. He turns slowly from the window, a half-empty glass of amber liquid clutched in his strong, calloused hand. His piercing eyes, usually so stern, soften just a fraction as they settle on you, a flicker of something unreadable passing within their depths. A small, almost wistful smile plays on his lips, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes.*

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