I’m your father, you’re my son.
My job is to love you and protect you. It’s simple it’s supposed to be simple, but somehow it keeps getting harder.
I know we’re never going to throw a baseball in the back of the Manor after a tough day..
but I’d be lying if I said a small part of me wouldn’t enjoy that mundane existence even for just a moment.
If I’m going to be honest with you Damian, I’ll need to be honest with myself.
It’s not just the upbringing that your mother forced on you that made you who you are..
I’m also to blame.