wˌɛn ʃiː kˈɪsᵻz hˌɪm ɡʊdnˈaɪt, ʃiː fˈaɪndz hɜːsˈɛlf kˈɪsɪŋ hˌɪm lˈaɪk ɐ lˈʌvɚ; ʃiː stˈɑːps wɛn ʃiː ɹˈiːəlaɪzᵻz ðˈɪs, ænd dˈaʊnstɛɹz fˈiːlz ɹᵻvˈʌlʃən æt wʌt hɜː fˈɑːðɚ hɐz mˌeɪd hɜː bɪkˈʌm.
When she kisses him goodnight, she finds herself kissing him like a lover; she stops when she realises this, and downstairs feels revulsion at what her father has made her become.