"Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Dad walked toward me and reached out to pat my head, his voice suddenly gentle.
"I did." I stepped back, avoiding his hand. "You just refused to believe me. I told you Ralph had ALS the very first time he was admitted to the hospital. And what did you do? You said I was being ridiculous."
I stared at him coldly. "And you, Dad... you even threw away Ralph's medical records. When the hospital's test results came back, you insisted they were forged. You believed him simply because you wanted to. At the end of the day, people believe whatever they want to believe. You chose to walk straight into this mess. There's nothing I can do about that."
I gave him a bitter smile.
"Enough with the attitude!" Bella screamed hysterically and lunged at me.
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