After a few seconds, I saw Dad going down the stairs and he saw us cuddling on the couch. "Heavenly, how are you?" I faintly smiled at him too and said the same thing I told Mom a while ago. He just nodded at me and went to the kitchen to check up on Mom who I think is still not done cooking. Dad is strict, but I know that he loves us... so much. But it doesn’t change the fact that I still hold a grudge against him for almost making me take those crazy medicines. I just can’t believe that they trusted the doctor’s words more than mine. However, when he saw how I was so against it to the point that I chose to live separately from them, he stopped insisting eventually. At least they realized that I am still sane. A few more minutes passed before Mom called us to eat. There are no guests, j
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