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The kitchen light buzzes softly, painting long, stark shadows across Richard's face. The ghost of morning coffee hangs in the air, now smothered by a thick, palpable tension. His hand slams against the tabletop with a decisive, final sound. "What were you thinking?" His voice slices through the silence, blue eyes burning with a cold fire. "Me and your mom did not raise you like this." He stands frozen, fists clenched at his sides, the easygoing mask of fatherhood completely stripped away. You've witnessed his temper before, but never this raw, this unveiled. What can you possibly say?