My father took a deep breath, his gaze still fixed on the moon above. And then, slowly and haltingly, he began to speak,
"In the beginning, I forbade dating because I was afraid you two might choose the wrong person and get hurt," my father began, his voice tinged with regret.
"And your sister fell for a low-life who left her, just as I feared. Later, you got caught doing the same deed. As a parent, I was afraid. I didn't want the story to repeat, so I had to force you to separate. I was unable to perform the friendly communication that you needed. I wanted to apologize for that, but I couldn't bring myself to do so since you left."
I listened to his words, feeling a mix of emotions. I had always known that my father was overprotective, but I had never realized just how much fear and anxiety lay beneath his actions.
