TWISTED PASSION/TAINTED LOVE

ing older and had began to understand some things happening around her. She knew that her parents were doing the best they could do for her as an only child, they made sure they provided

rom the bank for her college tuition, her uncle was the only sibling her dad had and he trusted him with

anned to open his own company and was going to hand it over to her once she graduated from college. Her dream was to be an engineer, but her dad discouraged her, saying it was a man's job and not meant for women. She com

ause her mom was carefree, and always ready to listen to whatever she had to say. Her dad on the other hand was a bit distant, he was a man of few words and only tal

ed. "Dinner's ready. Come on down." She took a deep breath, trying to push away her worries. She got up and went to the door. As she opened it, she gave

dable as usual. Her mother looked at her, but she just shrugged, trying to pretend that everything was fine. Her dad cleared his throat and said, "So, Bella, how wa

s always excited to share her stories about the customers and the cakes she made.

y grunting in response to her mother's stories as usual. His fa

ed for her water glass, her face turning red. Bella jumped up from her chair, her heart racing. "Mom, are you okay?" She asked, with a trembling voice.

panic. "Mom, you're bleeding!" She cried. "We need to call a doctor!" Her mom waved her off, still coughing. "I'm

nd sadness. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, "I should have gotten you help sooner." What was he talking about? Bella t

ng you to the hospital okay," her dad said to her mom as he

ou is for the best, Listen to your dad and be a good girl, okay?" She said forcing a smile. "Mom, don't say that,

w the car into the parking lot. He raced around to the passenger side, opening the door for my mother. "Come on," he said, his voice

e doctor would be there. They kept assuring him that they were doing everything they could, but it didn't feel like enough. I felt like I was in a

d, but the cancer had already progressed too far." My father's face crumpled, and he let out a sob. I felt like the world was ending li

ept something like this from me? I felt betrayed and confused like the ground had been pulled out from under me. I looked at my

wasn't she? She was always smiling and happy, she can

my voice shaking. "You should have told me. I deserved to know." My father looked up at me, his eyes filled with remorse. "I'm so sorry," he said. "I just

thought you had enough on your plate already." I felt conflicted. I understood what he was saying, but I still felt betrayed. "I still should have known," I s

father, and he wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face in his shoulder, and I let myself cry. I felt like I had been holding every