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"I tried to be like a father to you, Luciel." V's eyes, more cloudy with each passing day, are sad.
Saeyoung's eyes, in contrast, are hard and cold. He hopes that V has enough sight left to see the hatred in them, blazing like hellfire. He feels a sort of twisted satisfaction that it could be the last thing he sees with those once oh-so-honest eyes.
"Well," Saeyoung says, "we both know I've never had much luck with fathers."