Chapter 1700
Amanda chuckled, âYou got it. Mom and Dad, you guys better step up your game. Whether Iâm the bully or the bullied depends on you.â
Tracey playfully tapped her daughterâs forehead, âWe didnât raise you to be a bully, nor to be bullied.â
Amanda replied with a grin, âMom, Iâm just joking. Donât take it seriously. Dad, hurry up with that, Iâve finished mine.â
Dominic reassured her, âAlmost done, sweetie. Eat slowly, donât make yourself sick.â
Skyler watched the family of three with eyes that began to well up with envy. This was the scene she had longed for all her life.
She didnât desire wealth, she had no interest in inheriting a family business, nor did she want to be part of any prestigious marriage. All she yearned for was a happy, healthy family where her parents showered her with love and affection, and where her sister could grow up strong and well. Yet, this picture of familial warmth, so common in other households, seemed like a luxury
to her.
Throughout her life, she had never felt the genuine love and care from her parents. Now, she couldnât even reach her own sister. She worried her sister might be enduring the same hardships she had faced, and the thought alone turned Skylerâs face pale.e2 It was Tracey who noticed something was amiss, âSkyler, whatâs wrong? Are you feeling okay?â
Skyler shook her head and forced a smile, âIâm fine.â
Tracey, not convinced, checked her forehead, âYouâre burning up. How can you be fine? Dominic, the thermometer.â
Dominic quickly pulled a thermometer from his bag. âHere, letâs check your temperature.â
Tracey motioned to Skyler, âCome sit over here, honey. Let me take your temperature.â
Skyler, who was used to dealing with illness alone, felt a bit overwhelmed, âIâm really okay. I can do it myself.â
But Tracey wouldnât hear of it and inserted the thermometer under Skylerâs arm, âHold it there for a few minutes.â
Skyler mumbled a thank you, feeling like a burden, âSorry to trouble you.â
Tracey brushed it off, âItâs no trouble at all.â
Dominic chimed in, âIâll ask the kitchen to prepare some chicken soup. Itâs better for a fever.â
Even strangers were so kind to her. Skyler blinked, attempting to force back the tears swirling in her eyes, but a few drops escaped her control and fell.
Tracey, feeling Skylerâs forehead again, âSweetheart, you must be feeling terrible, arenât you?â
Skyler, savoring the warmth of the moment, instinctively nuzzled into Traceyâs hand, âMomâ¦â
If only she could call this woman âMomâ. If only her own mother would show her this much concernâ¦
Amanda leaned in, âSkyler, are you delirious? This is my mom.â
Skyler apologized quickly, âSorry.â
Amanda waved it off, âDonât be. I just donât want you getting confused. Stop crying and donât be scared. My dadâs a pediatrician and my momâs an OB-GYN, but theyâre really good at bringing down fevers. I used to get sick a lot as a kid, and they always took care of me. Youâll be okay in no time.â
Skyler whispered, âIâm not scared.â But deep down, she envied Amanda for having such wonderful parents.
Skyler did have a fever. It spiked to 39 degrees, but with Dominic and Traceyâs care, taking medicine, and a nightâs rest in her dorm room, the fever broke.
When she woke up, the world was blanketed in white. A heavy snowfall had come in the night, yet she hadnât heard a thing.
She stood by the window, gazing at the snow-covered world outside.