“Jen!!!!!”
Mr. Polanski and I ran towards Jen. He quickly picked my sister, and we entered her room right away. He then placed her gently on the bed. After that, I went to her bathroom, took a towel, and soaked it with cold water.
I went back and damped the towel on her pale face. “s**t…” I mumbled as I worriedly looked at my sister. Jen was sweating profusely.
“I…I am sorry….” Mr. Fred mumbled.
I looked back at him and saw how worried he was. The revelations and confessions he shared with us were genuinely shocking. I understood how it must be for Jen.
All these years, she lived in a lie. We both lived in pain at the hands of our father. He might've not hurt us physically, but the emotional and mental stress we had from him was overwhelming.
Well, it must be the vengeance he took fr
