the cuts on Sarah's swollen cheek. "This looks like a significant impact," h

d. "No police. It w

ss. He prescribed pain medication and t

. Her cheek was a grotesque landscape of purple and yellow bruises, a deep ga

ommotion near the entra

hurrying towards her, their faces etched

voice trembling. "We're Tiffany'

red at th

want what's best for our Tiffany. She... she really loves Ethan. And he loves her.

noyance. These people were as

ew himself directly into the path of Sarah's car, which she had just unlocked and was about to enter. The car w

ned, his face contorted in a display

side, Snowball yapping in her arms. "Dad! Oh my god, Dad! W

es starting to gather, she had little choice. "Get in," she told T

ound her father, cooing and fussing, while Tom Van

ine him, Tiffany, spotting Sarah stan

hed. And then, without warning, she slapped

Sarah's head. The new stitches pulled

in, his expression thunderous. He took in the scene – Tiffany furiou

ened. He didn't need to

rled, his eyes filled with contempt. "Always causing t

Doctor, Mr. Vance is losing a lot of blood internally fro

e? That's... that's my dad

alculating glint appeared in his ey

ld. She knew. "O-neg

e touching his lips. "You caused t

id, backing aw

bed her good arm. "Or I'll make you." He signaled to two of

m. A terrified-looking phlebotomist, clearly in

e force, draining away, given to the father of the woman who was destroy

him devotedly, spooning broth into his mouth, stroking his feverish brow. He'd looked up

was a fresh w

in. The phlebotomist's

g against the chair, as the bag besi