Want to eat you in different positions

Eli doesn't stop crying. Instead, he makes sure to cry louder. 

I am sure that he wants to prove how I am bullying him in front of his father. As for his father, he's watching his son with widened eyes.

A crowd is standing outside. Since all of them have pink eyes, I assume that they are Eli's siblings. Belinda is also there. A tall woman, dressed in a long velvety blue dress, joins them. Her sharp blue eyes narrow down on me. Her lips curl up into a sneer. 

 I am not liked by some people. 

"Is Fourth Brother crying?"

"That's what it looks like."

"He didn't even cry when he was a child."

"I don't think he cried even when he was born."

"Is he crying for Voss?"

"No way!"

"Why not?"

Belinda opens her mouth. "I think it's related to Sister-in-law."

I pretend not to notice the eyes. 

"Why are you crying?" Eli's father finally composes himself and asks.