TW: this chapter contains self harm and vague thoughts of suicide. Please read at your own discretion.
MEDI
I left the dining room shortly after Leonardo, still uncomfortable from Emilio watching me earlier, but actually kind of pleased about the rest of the night. My mother had sent some disapproving looks my way, but tonight I didn't care. I felt good about how I looked. I liked the compliments from Leonardo as well. Luigi's comment made me anxious, but I didn't think he intended it badly. Just flirting and I'd known many women over the years that would have been thrilled with a comment like that from someone like him.
As I rounded the corner, I was suddenly caged between the wall and a hall table. My mother's husband's breath smelled of coffee and alcohol as he rested his hand on the
