Ingrid's POV

10 years ago

"Please, Papa. Even just a small bill for Mama's medicine. Feel sorry for your children, Papa." Even if I kneel before him I will. The brothers and sisters always come before my dignity and pride.

"Why don't you ask your Mama? I only have enough money for your siblings' tuition," he told me.

"Wow, how come you think a lot about those step-daughters and step-sons you have but can even think about us, your real children, Pa?" I couldn't help but ask so he turned to me. I immediately saw the anger pass on his face.

They say that the child can tolerate the thought...