Fiona’s POV

“Um, no he wasn’t, Dad. I had a very bad period cramp and it hurts,” I answered with a trembling voice. My mum smeared her lips, like she wanted to believe me.

“Is that so?” he asked and I nodded quickly before sliding off my chair to leave.

“I’ll be in my room,” I said, but mum’s voice slashed in before I could move an inch.

“And who would you leave all this to tidy?” she asked, her voice dangerous. I turned to start packing when they both left for ...