Amira Casto’s POV:
*Continuation*
After that incident, my brother, Aster, never left the house, leaving me alone.
He never left me alone with my father, until the day my father tried to r**e me.
Yes, my own father tried to r**e me.
This all happened a year after my mom had been dead. I had just come back from school. Usually Aster would be with me, but that day he had extra hours at school, so he asked me to go ahead. When I reached home, I found that my father was sitting on the couch with a bottle of beer in his hand. I was scared to see him and tried to slowly walk away from him. But he caught me and called me towards him.
“You come here!!” My dad shouted at me, in a drunken voice and ordered me to go near him. I slowly went near him, calculating all my steps. When I was near h
