I did not go back to see Dad after I had walked out due to anger. I made sure Agnes, the maid in charge of Dad, kept me updated about his health. Even though I was mad, I was still scared of anything happening while I wasn’t there.

I was currently lying on my bed, where I had been since I walked out of Dad’s room. I was starving because I had been too angry to eat anything yesterday, and now I was suffering as a result of my poor decisions.

The movie I had been watching now seemed uninteresting as I remembered that I would be getting married to...