Chapter 99 The Last Straw

• GINGER:
• The night is too quiet, and I am trying hard to sleep after forcing myself to eat just to stay alive. Alive in the sense that I could get shot if I refuse to eat the food Daddy dearest has provided. My eyes are tightly shut, and I clutch the blanket to my chest, trying to distract my ever-racing heart. That is when a bang comes at the door of the room, sending my heart lurching out of my chest.
• My father is angry, and I can tell from the way the handle keeps rattling, with the door shaking under the weight of his fists.