She did not even shed a tear when she was beaten up, stepped on, and scolded.
She only wanted those people to hurry up and leave. She wanted to wash up at the river, to clean herself so her father would not know.
Her father's illness was too severe. If he knew she was bullied outside, her father would not be able to handle i t.
She did not want to tell her father, but someone else told him.
After Sabrina washed away the filth on her face and head, she headed home to her mother's miserable cries.
Sabrina was shocked and ran into the house.
When she went in, her father was only breathing in. H e stopped breathing out.
When Sabrina entered the house, her father opened his eyes as he said powerlessly, "Sabbie... Sabbie... I... I'm so sorry. I could not give you a good life, and I even burdened you and your mother... Listen to me, after I die, let... Let your mother send you to a big city. You look so pretty, and your results are good. You even know how to play the piano. You can’t be buried here. Listen to me, when I die, go back with your mother to... to South City."
Sabrina shook her head, "Dad, don't die. You can’t die. I won't go to school anymore. I’ll work for money to pay some medical fees for you, okay? Don’t die. I don't want to lose you..."
To a twelve-year-old child, losing a father was like a sky was falling.
It was fine, even if her father was only on his sickbed.
She only needed her father and their family of three to be together.
However, whatever Sabrina was scared of and made her feel like the sky was falling on her happened.
Her father died that night.
He carried a lifetime of insults and unlimited regrets toward his wife and daughter and died the night Mary beat up Sabrina.
No one knew how much hatred was in his heart. 1
Sabrina and her mother could see clearly that her father did not die a good death.
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