Cecília
“What's going on with you, honey?
I squeeze my knees and I can't look at my mother because all I feel is shame. I'm an i***t, but I already knew that. It hurts a lot that she's looking at me with that face of who knows how stupid I am.
“I don't know,” I say softly and squeeze my knees even tighter. - I just…
I look at her, but I can't see anything because my eyes are about to overflow with tears. She and Dad arrived two days ago and it's been a screaming and cursing fest all over the place. Thomas and my father are about to kill each other. And every time Dad says he's going to take me away, I feel like throwing up.
“I don't want to go, Mom,” I say and bite my lip. “I want to finish college and stay here with…
“With Thomas? she asks in shock. “With the man who will force you
