When I peeked into my father's room, I saw them talking about something, but I couldn't hear them.
"Who are you? To tell me!" my father said, looking very angry.
(You don't even know her father; why are you doing this? You shouldn't be doing this.)
bu- said Peter but was interrupted by my father, who slapped him.
I gasped I was shocked to see something horrific but Peter saw me I was scarred i ran away from there i gonna talk to him.
TO BE CONTINUED