his chest.
Sophie immediately dropped to her knees beside him.
“Dad, your medicine!”
She pulled a small bottle from her bag and handed it to Daniel.
I burst into the room.
“What is going on here?”
Sophie jumped to her feet. Daniel turned pale.
A folder slipped from the edge of the table and fell to the floor. I picked it up and saw the name of a hospital printed across the front.
They were Daniel’s medical records.
He had a rare heart condition that could no longer be treated. The doctors had written that his condition could worsen suddenly at any moment. At most, he had six months left to live.
The strength disappeared from my legs.
“Why didn’t either of you tell me?”
Daniel tried to approach me, but I stepped back.
“Sophie found the papers by accident,” he explained. “I asked her to keep quiet until I
