~IVAN~
Everywhere was dark when I stepped into the living room, and though I felt a bit lightheaded and staggered in my walk, I tried to locate the light switch while clinging tightly to the bottle of alcohol. I found it and flipped it on. The whole room lit up, momentarily blinding my vision. Then the silhouette of someone seated caught my attention.
I squinted my eyes, trying to confirm the scent I had perceived.
"This cannot continue!" My father, Theodore, lashed out.
I was right about the scent.
I ignored him and gulped down the harsh liquid from the bottle. It was the only thing keeping me going. The feel of it distracted me from my thoughts.
"Look at yourself. You drink yourself into a stupor every day. Is this the way you plan on continuing my legacy?" He shouted, his voice ra
