I sat on the edge of my bed, nervously watching the clock on the wall, its hands creeping toward my departure time. Usually slow, the seconds today felt like they were dragging on. Suddenly, my bedroom door burst open, making my heart race. My dad stood in the doorway, his expression intense and breathless, as if battling some inner turmoil.
Framed in the doorway were my mom, Evan, and Molly, their faces a mix of concern and confusion. The tension in the room crackled as I tried to grasp the chaos unfolding before me.
“What the f**k do you think you’re doing?” Dad growled at me.
“I don’t have a choice. He’s going to kill her if I don’t show up.” I said.
“Who is going to kill who?” Mom asked.
“I don’t care about her. You’re my daughter, and I will not let this happen.” Dad yelled.
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