He took a look at me and my body, It's not that ' I like you ', look that he usually gives me, but it's that look that shows how disgusted he is of me.
It's that shaming of other people's looks that I was acquainted with throughout my childhood.
Goosebumps erupted in my body as I squirmed at the disgusted look on his face.
He threw me on the floor like, I'm a used dirty laundry, making me land on the floor with a loud thud.
I barely stood up on my feet, using all of my strengths and tried to leave the room, but he was too fast and caught me before I could take any more steps and threw me on the floor again.
He came closer to me, his movement was slow yet dangerous like a wild animal.
'' Well, look at you, looks like you've gotten yourself fat even more huh '' He spoke with so much v
