She started having those weird dreams some time ago. she saw that man....whose face was blurred. She could hear his voice, see his hair but...the face was always blurry...., Then she went to a party. And in her drunken state she saw the same rare hair color and heard the same voice from her dream. She wasn't sober...
"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy w...