[WARNING: This chapter contains child abuse. Read it at your own discretion. You have been warned].
My body trembled all over. I could not prevent the tears from pooling in my eyes.
It was always like this every time Father came home. Mother said that Father was not a bad person, but why was she so scared of him if he were not bad? Did Mother lie to her?
Sun said that Father had always hated me, but I did not understand why my father was different from the other father out there. I often witnessed how my classmate's father came to pick up their daughter, and they would always carry her in their powerful arms with a big smile on their face.
My only memories of being held by my father were when he threw me, just like now. He also never smiled at me.
It was strange if she thought about it. No father would treat their daughter that way. The only explanation I could think about was that he was not my father.
