"I hit you, I wish I could kill you!" In Giana Watson's ward, Frederick Richardson scowled at Aurora Richardson standing in front of him, growling.
"Dad, at the time, I was only worried about Mum's injury," Aurora explained timidly, "On the way to bring Mum in, she bled a lot, and I was worried..."
"Worried? So you can talk nonsense and make up stories?" Frederick glared at her with his face pale with anger, "Do you know who he is? He's your biological father!"
"No!" Aurora denied hysterically, "He's not my father, he's definitely not my father, it's just that his blood type happens to be the same as mine, he has nothing to do with me at all."
"Dad, you're my father!" Aurora shouted, and threw herself unreservedly into Frederick's arms, bursting into tears like a weeping mess.
"Dad, I don't want to leave you, I must not leave you, Dad, don't drive me away, don't kick me out, I'm your daughter, your daughter."
