Vanessa jumped up and pointed her finger at Cynthia, yelling, "What are you laughing at, you troublemaker? You were supposed to help bandage her, and you messed it up on purpose! If Rebecca loses her finger, you can forget about keeping yours!"
"Alright, since you're both putting on a show, I might as well join in!" Cynthia slammed her hand on the table and shouted.
She snatched a fruit knife off the coffee table, calmly adding, "You all think I did this on purpose. Well, how about I chop off my finger to make up for it?"
"Cynthia!" Andrew's sudden roar interrupted her.
"Just apologize and it's all good. Don't make a big deal out of it," he said as he walked over. "Come on, say sorry to your sister."
Cynthia looked up at Andrew, trying to find a hint of trust in his eyes.
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