Betty's first moment of discontent towards Curtis happened when she was just a year old.

Leanne and Curtis took her to the clinic for her pneumococcal vaccination, a shot dreaded by children and parents alike.

As the months passed and Betty became more aware, she started to understand that the sharp needle meant pain. To her, the nurse wielding the syringe seemed like a terrifying monster. At the sight, Betty instinctively reached out for Curtis, seeking protection in her father's arms.

However, the man she looked up to, her mountain of safety, not only didn't whisk her away from the horror but instead gently held her arm for the nurse. At that moment, one-year-old Betty tasted the bitterness of betrayal amidst her shock and pain, and no amount of consoling could easily soothe her tears.

Leanne cradled her, whispering sweet nothings until Betty's sobs subsided. Her big, tearful eyes made her look utterly pitiful.

Trying to make amends, Curtis reached out to take her, but she promptly turned her face away, clinging tightly to Leanne as if her little life depended on it. Her entire being radiated resistance.

"Our little princess is scared of the shots," Curtis cooed, trying to lighten the mood. "Come on, let me give you a hug."

Betty burrowed deeper into Leanne's embrace, adamantly refusing with a simple, "No!"

a mix of helplessness and amusement. "Such a strong will you have." Betty's stubbornness lasted the entire way home. Despite Curtis' attempts

couldn't melt her resolve. With a pout, she accused, "Daddy... bad..." "Daddy's bad?" Curtis set aside the yogurt, lifted her into his lap, and tried to reason

can you?" Curtis concluded. "Well,

that hurts Daddy's feelings. Does that

quivered, unable to navigate through

"Ungrateful little troublemaker, say

joking," Leanne intervened, taking back the almost-tearful toddler and explained gently, "Betty, do you

touching the spot where

in, she continued, "They give us superpowers, like superheroes, to protect us. When germs come, they help fight them off so you don't get sick. We

Betty, somewhat understanding, nodded.

Daddy is bad? He loves you very much," Leanne encouraged. "How about we make up with

teary eyes, Betty reached out to Curtis, who hugged her tightly and

was a

on, whenever it was time for a shot, all they had to say was that it was giving

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