My stomach twisted violently.
“I'm not your whore.! You disgust me!” I spat
My voice echoed loudly and the room fell silent. For a moment, no one moved.
Then the man slowly turned his head back toward me with a cold and cruel smile.
“Well,” he said calmly. “I guess that settles it.”
He looked at the men holding my father.
One of them began to kick my dad punching him mercilessly.
"No.." I screamed, pushing my way forward.
“Kill him,” he ordered. “Make the torture loud.”
My entire body went cold.
“Wait!” I cried. The word tore out of my throat before I could think.
The men had already started dragging my father toward the door.
“Stop them!” I yelled, tears burning my eyes. “Please stop!”
My father looked back at me helplessly as they pulled him away. His face was swollen and br
