Dad pressed his lips together, saying nothing as he got up and walked into my room.
When he returned with my stomach medication, Louise's face showed shock, and she was about to lash out at me.
I cut in with a tearful voice. "Dad, I asked Mom for money to buy medicine, and she... she said, 'Why should a little bastard like you need medicine?'"
Dad's face turned livid. "You heartless witch! How could you say that to her?"
He let out a harsh grunt and suddenly knocked the bowl out of Louise's hands, sending it crashing to the floor.
"Have you lost your mind?" Louise cried out, panic flashing in her eyes.
Dad's response was a stinging slap across her face.
"Dad, stop it!" Oliver yelled, bursting through the door and grabbing Dad's arm.
I just stood there, feeling nothing but cold indifference inside.
Oliver was anemic, but that didn't stop him from chasing skirts left and right, all because Louise spoiled him rotten. He even bullied me regularly.
In my past life, he and Louise had the nerve to beg me for blood and a kidney!
They made their bed. Why should I lie in it?