As I rush into the kitchen, my face drains itself from colour, I stand there frozen to my spot. My hands shaking and tears welling up in my eyes as I see the horrific sight before me, the scratches and bruises on your body and the punches your taking from our father leave me terrified. I choke on my tears as I somehow manage to speak up …Y-Yuki…? I say, the pain in my voice evident
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