#Chapter44

After a while, my father arrived with my brothers, and honestly, he doesn't look well.

Belinda - Dad, are you okay?

Mr. Hernández - Yes, sweetheart.

Belinda - You look really pale.

Mr. Hernández - I could hardly sleep last night.

Belinda - Maybe we should talk another day when you're feeling better.

Mr. Hernández - No, daughter, it's important that we talk.

Nicolae - Dad, you're really tired. You need some rest.

Belinda - Nicolae, what's going on with Dad? And don't tell me it's nothing.

Mr. Hernández - A few days ago, they diagnosed me with terminal cancer.

Hearing what my dad just told me leaves me...