I didn't do nothing to you.
Face distorted, pleading.
Why are you treating me like this?
I don't deserve this.
Hunched. Panicked.
I never hurt you. I didn't do anything bad.
You're my daughter, why are you doing this to me?
I thought you were my friend.
He is starting to cry. Desperate fear.
I don't understand. I don't deserve this.
Please don't do this to me.
His eyes, I do not recognize.
Lonely panic, he grabs at his head.
Why are you doing this?
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