Scar
To even be in the same room with this man was killing me. I thought I had put up with much in my life, but this had nothing on those times. Constance was lucky that I cared about her so much, or else I would have already put a gun to his head and killed him. It wasn't just how he had already treated me, but the way he spoke to his daughter was eating me up.
Honestly, I could take him name-calling me and throwing shots at me all night long if this is what Constance wanted, but I would never take him disrespecting her. That was off the table, and I knew that, as a father, he was upset about where this relationship was going, but he would have to come to terms with it sooner or later. If he didn't, he may just lose his daughter.
After Ambrose threatened me, Constance jumped in the mid
