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Kenneth Domanco

"Don't you think, you're being too harsh on Alissa?" I almost jumped when I heard that familiar voice behind me. Right now, I'm standing in the garden, close to the pool with a glass of wine in my right hand and a cigarette in my left hand.

I didn't turn around to look at him instead, I inhale my cigarette and exhale out. "You don't need all these, Kenneth" he added again and snatch the cigarette out of my hand.

"What are you doing, dad!" I hissed as I turned to face him but, he looks calm. This is my dad. He's always calm in all situations even if he's upset, angry, or worried.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him again.

I heard him take a deep breath out before saying, "I couldn't sleep, what about you?"

"Same here" I answered with a deep sigh also. "Is it because of those bastards?" I added before gulping down the wine in my hand in one goal.

"No, they are the least of my problem right now. Actually..." He trailed off and took the glass of cup in my hand befor