Rainie's POV:
I felt like a bomb exploding in my ears, my heart pounding violently, as if it had turned into a solid lead block, causing sharp, intermittent pain in my chest.
I heard my own voice slipping out from the strange combination of heartbeat and buzzing in my ears, slightly sharp, yet ethereal: "Dad, I have nothing to do with him, really."
Peter silently observed me for a long time.
I lowered my eyes, curling my fingers inward, forcefully pinching my palm with my nails, trying to steady my breath, prevent my eyes from flickering, and control my habit of biting my lips when nervous.
Peter remained silent, gazing at me with eyes as clear as autumn water. The air suddenly thickened, tangible and substantial, pressing in from all sides.
I felt restless all over, and my lips curv
