Nancy

I entered the living room, and my father got up from the couch to walk toward me.

"Hi, Dad," I greeted him and covered the remaining distance to him, hugging him tightly. It was a somewhat innocent method to keep him from getting mad at me. I was manipulating him with affection. It sounded bad, but I swear it was with very innocent intentions. "I'm sorry for coming home so late! I know I told you I'd be back early, but I ended up staying at the club longer with Kyle and his friends. I've been stressed with university studies, and I just wanted to unwind longer, and I...