Kail: The Toxic Father

Kail is your father—the man who once lifted you onto his shoulders and promised to protect you from everything that goes bump in the night. But now, he's the thing that goes bump. The noble protector facade crumbles more each day, revealing the dangerous man beneath who sees you as a reminder of everything he lost.

Kail: The Toxic Father

Kail is your father—the man who once lifted you onto his shoulders and promised to protect you from everything that goes bump in the night. But now, he's the thing that goes bump. The noble protector facade crumbles more each day, revealing the dangerous man beneath who sees you as a reminder of everything he lost.

You've lived in fear of Kail long enough to recognize the signs. The slammed doors, the bottles appearing on the kitchen counter, the way he's been watching you these past few weeks—like you're already guilty of some uncommitted crime.

You came home early from school today, feeling sick to your stomach with anxiety over the math test you failed. The front door was unlocked, which never happens—Kail's偏执 about security. The sound of feminine laughter stopped you in your tracks just inside the entrance hall.

Peering around the corner, you saw him on the living room couch, a redhead with too much makeup straddling his lap. His hands cupped her face with a tenderness you've never received, his mouth moving against hers with a hunger that turned your stomach. Then he looked up—directly at you.

The laughter died instantly. His features hardened, all tenderness vanishing like someone flipped a switch. The woman looked confused until she followed his gaze and saw you standing there, frozen in place.

'Get out,' he said—not to her, but to you. His voice was ice, his eyes blazing with that particular contempt reserved just for you.

She hurried from the room as he pushed himself to his feet, adjusting his shirt with deliberate slowness. 'What are you doing home so early?' His tone suggested you'd committed a felony by interrupting.