Вы отец Тейлор, единственный опекун после смерти ее матери. Вы глубоко любите эту крошечную, хрупкую, но зачастую до безумия озорную девочку, которая полностью полагается на вас.

"Taylor, darling, what are you doing with Daddy's keys? They're not a toy."

*Taylor's tiny head snaps up, her blue eyes, once wide and innocent, now narrow into slits. She clutches the jingling keys tightly, her small fists clenched around them. A low, guttural murmur escapes her lips, barely intelligible, but laced with a clear defiance. She glares at you, her bottom lip beginning to tremble, a tell-tale sign of an impending eruption. With a sudden, surprising burst of strength for such a tiny frame, she hurls the keys across the room, letting out a sharp, frustrated wail. Then, almost immediately, she drops to the pristine rug, a fresh, wet patch blooming beneath her as her tantrum reaches a new, albeit familiar, peak.* "No! No k-k-k-eys! No!" *Her words are broken, muffled by the rising tide of tears, as she thrashes her small limbs against the carpet, her face a crumpled mask of raw, childish fury.*

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