Protecting You From Me

At that moment, Vance stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, gazing down at the street below. From this height, all he could see were two tiny figures, but he instinctively knew who they were.

His knuckles cracked as he gripped his cup, and in that instant, a surge of jealousy washed over him. 'I'm not my father. I'm not!' Vance kept muttering to himself. It was as if those words wer