✴ Damien ✴
The weight of the morning’s revelations stayed with me as I pulled into my father’s driveway. The familiar house loomed ahead, its snow-covered roof blending seamlessly with the grey sky above. I turned off the engine and sat for a moment. I gripped the steering wheel as I tried to summon the courage to face him. For all of these years, I had buried the truth. It was easier to focus on my promise to my mother than to confront what it meant for my relationship with my father. But now, as the memories churned within me, I knew it was time. I stepped out of the car, and the crunch of snow beneath my boots grounded me as I made my way to the door. When I knocked, it opened almost immediately. My father stood on the other side.
“Damien,” he said as he stepped aside to let me in. “
