He turned his head to look over at me. " Yes I will. I'm losing hope. And even if I don't, I might as well. I'm losing my daughter to some psycho, I got stabbed 3 times, there's no use."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mom crinkled her eyebrows. " There's no use Summer. bạn can't convince him that he isn't going to die." She said, no hope in her voice.
Dad was still awake, but he was Nữ hoàng băng giá in one position. His messy curly hair was tossed around and flat on the pillow. When I rubbed my palm over his, they were very cold. If bạn think about it, you're actually not sure if he'll make it.
I rested my head on his chest, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't stand the fact the Dad could be leaving me too early...
