I felt someone wrapping their palm around my mouth and silencing me. I tried to break through and turn around, but then a whisper startled me.
"Are you planning on getting us killed?" my mother muttered in my ear and after disclosing her identity, she removed her hand from my mouth.
"You know what is happening?" I questioned, my eyes glaring deep into her soul. Is that why she didn’t want me to go looking after my sister?
"This happens to every worker, don't act like it is surprising." She glared, pushing me along, but I slapped her hand off me.
“How can you not say anything? Did you look at her face?” I couldn’t believe my mother failed to see the pain on my sister’s face.
"That's brutal, we have to voice against it." I was going insane over what I've seen. Mother slapped her forehea
