Aira had no idea how many times she had gone out on behalf of her father, selling cupcakes and delivering goods to his dad's clients. Well, one of the reasons why was probably because Aira could only count to ten.
This time was no exception. She just had to go through the motions, endure it, and then return to her father's arms without ever dealing with his violence. If she did everything properly, her dad wouldn't punish her. If not, then she'll receive a beating. It was crystal clear what she needed to do.
Still, she couldn't help but feel nervous. This time shouldn't be different, but she was more anxious than usual. Her legs were like jelly, her arms shaky, and her whole body jittery. She was scared, more so than normal. 'What if I got caught? What if dad sees through me? What if the two superheroes were caught?' There were so many things that could go wrong in their plan, and that made her afraid. Unpredictability was scary.