“I didn’t want to hear whatever she had to say. She’s nothing but a slut to me.” Dad slams his hand on the table between us, but I don’t flinch – I think I still have drugs in my system. “Do not speak about any woman that way. Ever.” When I stare at him in silence, he continues speaking. “You need to hear her out, Kade. If you love her, let her explain.”
And he's supposed to be a psychopath?
