Dad’s Unaware State
At dinner, my dad appeared completely oblivious to the tension hanging in the air. Lost in his thoughts about work, he hardly noticed the strain between my stepmother and me. Every time I tried to catch his eye, his focus was elsewhere. I knew that timing was crucial; I had to wait for the right moment—when emotions were calmer and I could speak to him without adding to the drama.
Dad’s Unaware State
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