TRIGGER WARNING: CONTENT BELOW CONTAINS r**e.
Hannah's POV
The sudden sound of metal hitting ceramic bounced off the walls as all the head tilted up once again. Mother's harsh eyes scalded me, as Brother wore an uninterested expression. But Father, a flicker of anger rushed over his eyes but he quickly covered it up.
Everyone continued to eat their scrumptious dishes as I continued to stare at my bowl. The hand continued to grasp my thigh, moving higher every second. But I cannot utter a word, because if I did, no one will believe me. I no longer wanted to drink my soup. I no longer wanted to be in any part of this horrible family dinner. Bile rose up in my throat, but I can't run to the bathroom.
I pushed it back down with some water, hoping to calm my stomach. After a while, the rest
