Chapter 36
Moira
My father has lost weight. He has dark circles around his eyes that are filled with pain and regret as he looks at me with a sad smile on his handsome face. My father used to be this strong man that I would look up to for protection and guidance. I used to think that he could protect me from anything that would hurt me, but that was until I started reaching my teenage years, and my mother started changing. Her verbal abuse was something my father couldn’t or wouldn’t protect me from. It was first the fact that I had to stay fit because curves would draw sin to me. Then my breasts had to be hidden because I was trying too hard to attract attention, and I shouldn’t tempt men to want to sin, or I would be just as guilty. I knew that she was jealous as I grew up to understan
