Genesis's POV

By the time we left the house, my stomach was all tied up in knots. Any minute now, I felt like I was going to throw up, but I'd rather eat my own hand off than do that. If he hadn't hit me for all my misdeeds before, he definitely would if I threw up all over his sleek black car

So, I sat stiffly, my back straight against the seat. The only sound between us was the low hum of the engine. My fingers twisted and untwisted in my lap, fear gnawing at me.

This would be my third time outside. The first was the court, but...