People think that I'm a nice guy.
They're wrong
What they see is the polished, non-threatening, good guy that I want them to see.
It helps distract them from the darkness within me.
No one can know that I have a sick mind like my dad, the infamous monster from the Red Manor Cult.
Except, unlike him, I suppress my urge to dominate, hurt, and control.
Every day, I tell myself that I'm NOT my father; that I'm a better man.
But...