Chapter 45

“So, your nightmares aren't as frequent as before?” I paused from putting the forkful of pasta in my mouth and turned to look at my dad who was sitting at the head of the table.

I placed the fork back on my plate and looked around to see I wasn't the only one who paused after hearing that question.

Although I am not sure if my siblings know about the little weird remarks dad says in a whisper to me or in front of mum but he is asking this was… should I say strange, unbelievable, weird… I don't know but his job was to mock me, not ask if I was doing fine and if the nightmares had stopped haunting me.

I looked back at him and saw the expectant look on his face then to my mum who threw him a glare before meeting my gaze. She shook her head no and looked at me with those eyes I never wanted anyone to look at me in.&n