56 #Are you the Villain

If everything I read is true, is my father truly the monster I never knew him to be? How could someone I loved and trusted so deeply be capable of such cruelty? The realization hits me like a ton of bricks, shattering the image I had of him and leaving me with a profound sense of betrayal.

It can't be the truth; how I wish it wasn't. As I grapple with this newfound information, I can't help but question my own judgment and perception. Perhaps there is more to the story that I have yet to uncover, or maybe people are capable of hiding their true selves even from those closest to them. The conflicting emotions of disbelief and heartbreak weigh heavily on me as I struggle to reconcile the image of the person I thought my father was with the reality that has been presented to me.

"Tell me this is not the truth," I mumbled, staring at Jason, my tears blurring my vision. I desperately hope that there is some explanation or misunderstanding, but deep down, I fear that the truth is undeniable