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al bed. Memories of the car accident came flooding back, and I remem

ached me. His confident stride and expensive perfume exuded wealth a

nt. This was the same man who had been driving the car t

t shivers down my spine. His tone was both soothing and intimidating

e both chastising and kind. His expression was a mix of concern and sternnes

hould be more careful and watch out," he said, his voice fi

hink Mr. Scofield is someone close to you. I already told him that

rds barely above a whisper. "Th

dent stride and mysterious demeanor only added to my curiosity, as I realized he had intentionally avoided rev

his face etched with worry and relief. He rushed to my side, sa

ld have apologized to your mom. You shouldn't have left," Mr. Sco

But you know how Mom can be sometimes... sentimental an

ged me tightly and asked me to explain the whole situation. I took a deep breath and recounted everything, from the

disbelief. "Did Knoxville really do all of thi

inced of the truth. "Yes, D

I'm so sorry, sweetie. Don't worry, I'll talk to your mom. She'll lis

my curiosity getti

ow how to handle your mother. I've been married to her long enou

broad for now, it's a better place for you to be after you're discharged. You c

t my father in gratitude. "Thanks so much, Dad. You'

After you left home, I opened a secret account and always made sure to p

espite stealing from you, you still have enough money for

ose as he stroked my hair. "You're my daughter, a

on and love for him. "Children make mistakes, and we should forgive them after seei

pital and began my medication, then moved to a hotel to wait until my father ha

ment for my new beginning. Our goodbye was awkward, but tender. I knew I was starting a new chapter

be here for you, no matter where you are," my father whispered. I n

le, despite my efforts to erase him from my memory. My mind wandered b

a nobody?" I thought to myself, my hand instinctively reaching for