The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 527

Dahlia looked at Sandy, her tone icy and distant.

"Do you want to?" she asked.

Sandy nodded vigorously.

She couldn't stand living in this cramped, run-down apartment, and she didn't dare imagine what life would be like without her dad-her mom probably wouldn't even bother to smile at her anymore.

"Mom, can you teach me? What should I do so Daddy will come back to us?" Sandy knelt at Dahlia's feet, looking up at her with wide, hopeful eyes.

"What do you think?" Dahlia shot back, her voice sharp.

Sandy hesitated, understanding what her mother meant.

But...

"Mom, Dr. Carter said I can't get sick..." Sandy's voice trembled with fear.

She remembered overhearing Dr. Carter warning her parents: she couldn't afford

to get sick now, any infection could be dangerous-no one, not even the best doctors, could save her then.

She didn't want to die.

*Slap-*

Dahlia's hand flew up, striking Sandy's face.

"If dying was that easy, would you still be alive now?"

"Sandy, you need to understand without Charles, you're nothing."

"You've already been expelled from St. Catherine's Academy. From now on, you'll have to live in this shabby apartment and call Wesley, that useless man, your father."

had before is

shook her

what

couldn't get expelled from

be her dad. Only Charles was worthy

it. Whatever it takes to make Daddy come back, I'll

faded, replaced by her fear of returning

adored, to living a life where everyone looked up to

be afraid of? Mom was right-how could she die so easily? She'd survived kidney failure

She'd ended up in the hospital-sure, it was awful, but in the end, nothing

weak, and Mom deliberately made her sick. When she woke up, the look of worry on Daddy's face was burned

Daddy loved her.

would be heartbroken. And if he

Mom could go back to the

doting on her, her resolve grew stronger: she would do anything

fell, Sandy took off her clothes and

own.

turned on

room. There was no bathtub, just a

was still only seven. The freezing water hit her skin and she shrieked darting away from the stream, her lips quivering and her body shaking violently. She grabbed her clothes, trying to wrap

herself

hardened. She knew she

in the shower,"

edged backward, stepping under the

so cold, I can't stand it," Sandy whimpered, hugging herself tightly. But her arms did nothing to

her skin, making her injuries swell and her face turn deathly

Dahlia pretended not

panic-there were no more chances to make mistakes. This was

small fever wouldn't move Charles.