Desmond slammed his fist against the wall, his frustration and helplessness evident. "I've failed as a father. I couldn't protect her. I trusted the wrong person."

Suzanne approached him, exuding a calm presence despite her tear-streaked cheeks. Her voice remained gentle and soothing, "Desmond, don't beat yourself up. This isn't Mr. Connor's fault. If it weren't for him, Diana would have died in Claire's basement when she was just twelve. Hearing Suzanne's calming voice, Desmond began to regain his composure. Deep down, he knew Connor wasn't the one to blame. It was his daughter's unwavering obsession.

Struggling to control his emotions, Desmond clenched his fists and stormed out of the hospital room. Teddy quietly followed, softly closing the door behind him.

In the living room, it was just Suzanne and Connor left. Suzanne turned to him, "Mr. Connor, please, go check on Diana."

Connor entered Diana's hospital room. She lay there, seemingly asleep but restless, murmuring in her dreams and occasionally letting out soft cries. Tears stained her cheeks, making her look heartbreakingly vulnerable. Connor felt a sharp pang in his heart.

own sister. In doing so, he'd sheltered her too much, and she'd become hopelessly romantic, losing

vulnerable,

him, recalling the past. "Mr. Connor, you saved Diana's life, pulling her, barely alive, from Claire's basement. Our family

know my story-a struggling actor with no family ties. If it weren't for Desmond, I'd still be clawing my way up from the bottom. But because of him, our daughter was born into

hold real

marriage. But their marriage was doomed long before came along. Claire never loved Desmond. He only learned the

but that doesn't stop her from using us as ase her punching bag. She can't handle betrayal. No matter where

may come. We've lived our lives and enjoyed what we could. Death doesn't scare us anymore. But Diana is different. She's young, with her whole future ahead.

from the bedside,

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