Rachel took a deep breath, steadying herself as she met her father's intense gaze. Her voice was firm yet laden with remorse as she said, "I'm sorry, Dad... I just wanted to help you."
Derek sighed deeply, his shoulders sagging slightly as he leaned back, "Why? Why did you have to get involved in this? Do you think I'm trying to handle everything alone just to keep you out of it? It's because I want to spare you from the hard things."
Rachel's eyes softened as she responded, "I know you were trying to shield me. But you don't have to worry that I won't understand. I do. Otherwise, why would I be here helping you?"
Derek studied her with a penetrating gaze, searching for any hint of doubt, "So you're alright with everything? You don't question my motives?"
