Dad’s always had a proper high sex drive, shagging Mum every night without fail. But then Mum got knocked up, and suddenly—no more action. She was over the moon, but come to think of it, Dad clearly weren’t having it.
Next thing I know? He’s forcing himself on me instead. Mum’s replacement. And what could I do? Had to grit my teeth—for Mum’s sake. For the baby.