He smirks at me. “Perfect timing. Tell your bitch to heel.” I only manage a single step before Iris’s fist flies, slamming straight into my father’s jaw. Iris screams as her fist connects with his face. A chill runs down my spine, and I swallow back the acid crawling up my throat at Iris’s cry. He tests his jaw, rubbing the spot she punched with his palm. “You fucking—” I see red as I lunge for my father, but my attention shifts when Iris lets out a whimper. “Ow.” A single tear slips down Iris’s cheek as she checks out her fist. I don’t think as I jump into action. She hisses at me when I try
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