POV: Reece
I yawn.
For two nights, I've been up trying to keep Felix, my kitten, out of trouble. Yesterday, I didn't go to work. Instead, I took Felix to the vet for his first visit. He's fat for his age, four months, but healthy.
I feel like a kid who received the best present on Christmas. But I'm still in disbelief--and angry. Father thinks I'm a child. Give me a gift and job, and I'll forget I want to leave this hellhole.
I understand what he's doing.
Someone knocks on my office door and opens it.
When I look up, I see Father and Dean enter. I look past Father and smile at Dean.
"How's Felix?" Father says with a laugh.
"I heard you're a pet parent, Reece?" Dean buttons his suit.
"He's well," I tell Dean before looking at Father, "Alex wants a puppy."
Dean laughs and hits Fath
