Dead time P.O.V

Both my dad and I were in his room, sitting on the floor and staring at eachother.

Neither of us had opened our mouth to explain anything, often trying to say something before looking away.

"I suppose I will go first..?" I sighed quietly. "Y-y-yeah..." my dad looked at me expectantly, and I gathered my thoughts for a moment.

This was going to be a very long explanation.