Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Nathalie shrugged with casual grace, her demeanor effortless. "Sure, I'm more than willing to let bygones be bygones and take care of Dad. My only worry is that he might feel a stronger bond with you and choose to be with you instead." Greta's face turned a shade of discomfort.

She was in no position to care for Patrick. If Nathalie decided to pass this responsibility onto her, she'd be in a lose-lose situation.

If she took it on, with no income to lean on, her already heavy burdens would force her to rely even more on the Dawson family, making her life feel like that of a beggar.

And if she didn't, how could she live with herself knowing that Patrick had poured all his love and savings into her? The fear of being seen as ungrateful and uncaring weighed heavily on her.

"You can go in and see the patient now," the doctor said.

Cameron wheeled Greta into the room while Nathalie sauntered in at a distance, calm and composed.

Inside, Patrick had just come out of surgery and was at his weakest. His eyes were half-closed, weary and aged, and his once full face was now gaunt, reduced to skin and bones. All the vitality seemed drained from him, like an old man on his last legs. Seeing Patrick in such a state, Greta immediately broke down in tears. "Dad, what happened to you? You have to get better-I still need you."

Nathalie scoffed, "Someone's still acting like a big baby, huh?"

of Nathalie's voice, panic washed over Patrick's face, and his

a demon... She's

terrified to even

"What

have done? He was in prison. Even if I wanted

she added, "He probably just snapped in there. I hear it's

crumbling. Her support had

"Dad..."

yet, so why are

detachment and glee at Patrick's

see, your dad can't take care of himself now. You're both his daughters, but with Greta's health being what it is, I'm counting on you to step up and look after Patrick

deserves the title. Let me make it clear: this man

to toss him aside? That's behavior that society won't tolerate." Cameron

walked out. It's