Lennox

My fingers curled around the indoor balcony railing, the voice from the students hanging around the hallway slowly waning, and my face darkened in anger at the atrocity unwinding on my phone’s screen. Dad had hit her on the face.

Like his fingers connected with her cheeks, not just once but several times, and right now, there was a war going on in my head. Emotions clashed over the other.

I could feel a muscle in my jaw twitch and a scoff left my mouth. “How could he?” I muttered through clenched teeth.

The house didn’t feel the same anymore, instead, it was nothing more but a baggage of...