Prologue

I could feel the pain on the inside. My body was just numb as I tried to shut him out, tried to take my mind away from this, tried to find an escape for myself, as I always did.

A place where I wouldn't feel him.

A place where I wouldn't have to take his wrath.

But that was just a dream.

A fantasy.

Because every time I opened my eyes, I would meet him. His eyes. Those eyes that just stared at me with so much hatred, and anger.

"This man has our future in his hands. You know your father's condition. Don't be selfish. Make him happy." My mother words kept repeating in my head, over and over again.