Live Well, Victor

***Victor***

I didn’t remember deciding to hit him. But that was exactly what I'd done.

One moment the world was spinning in a haze of fury and disbelief, and the next my fist was already moving— cutting through the air with violent force until bone met bone.

The crack echoed sharply through the office.

My father staggered backward a step, surprise flickering across his face for the briefest momen