THEO'S POINT OF VIEW.

He stood over me with a belt in his hand and a sick smirk on his lips. I would take it, as long as he never touched my mother or sister ever again. But when I have enough power and evidence, I’ll have him sent off to a prison dark enough to contain his madness.

“You want to play hero so bad, huh?” He mocked, before swinging the belt again. It hit me in my back, and again, I hissed internally, refusing to give him the satisfaction of hearing my grunts.

“You claim ...