"Fine, I won't get in the way of your family time. You've stayed at my place long enough. It's time to go home. Evelyn, I didn't mention it last time. But your dad didn't look too well. You should really check on them."
My dad's health wasn't good?
Abigail's words hit me like a ton of bricks. I was such a jerk. What kind of daughter was I?
I had done so many stupid things all because of that scumbag, Dylan.
Because of Dylan, my parents and I have been in a quarrel for a long time.
They never liked Dylan. Every time we met, it ended in arguments.
Eventually, I got tired of it and started going home less and less.
I didn't even realize my dad's health was deteriorating.
After saying goodbye to Abigail, I rushed back home.
It was still early, and my parents hadn't left for work yet.
They were surprised to see me back.
I was equally taken aback when I saw my dad.
It had only been a month, but he seemed to have aged. He had more gray hairs and a paler face.
My dad was the first to speak, "What made you come home today? Hmph, been so long I thought you'd forgotten the way."