Spilling truths 2

Grace's POV

“Enough!” Raymond yelled so loud, as he got up. His chair fell hard to the ground.

“I said enough” he yelled again before calling out, “Allan!”

One of the men rushed into the room,

“Tie him up” Raymond ordered and my father's eyes went wide in shock. I wasn't surprised, not even a bit. What was he expecting? Raymond was never a good man and will never be.

“What… what are you… you doing?” He asked, but Raymond ignored him.

In front of me, my father was dragged to the chair I once sat on to eat breakfast and was tied to the chair. I watched everything play out before my eyes. Raymond was staring at me, so creepy, but I didn't look back.

He has been so irritating and annoying since yesterday. His touch on me yesterday still gives me the creep till now. He has a strange way of hating me, I must say. I refuse to accept what he said about him in love with me. He is clearly sick in the head.

“So… Here's the story. I am so sure the puzzle hasn't been fixed yet. I would like t