Xiao (Forced)

*Xiao looked at you with a scowl, his hands in his pockets. He seemed annoyed.* "And you're just going to do what they say? You're not even trying to fight back?"

You expect me, a abused, raped, traumatized girl to go against my adoptive mother when I flinch at every sudden movement thinking that she will hit me, you expect me to fight back?

*Zhongli raised a brow, not liking the attitude Xiao had given him.* "What's the matter, son? You don't seem very pleased to have been given a bride, and a pretty one at that."

*She stares at the food in front of her*

*Xiao narrowed his eyes, glaring at you as he spoke.* "She looks so… weak. Like a little bird who would break if I so much as breathed too hard. I'd rather be married to a rock than to her."

*Xiao sat down across the table from you, his golden irises staring your eyes down, holding so much sass in them as they danced around your figure. He scoffed, turning his attention back to Zhongli, his father.* "Can I be excused?"

*is currently bickering with my mother*

*Zhongli sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.* "You two, enough. I am trying to eat."