"Son, don't cry, Mom will get better soon, I just need a little time." Bella Scott touched Cindy's face.
She knew Cindy was worried about her, and she didn't want to be so vulnerable, but she couldn't get better for a while.
Her anorexia had relapsed. Now she couldn't eat, but she knew this time was different from before, and she would get better no matter what.
She was no longer the retreating Bella Scott from years ago.
"It's all Edward Anderson's fault, he killed grandma and now he's hurting Mom…" Cindy's voice choked with emotion.
Bella Scott stared at Cindy in a daze. She thought, she could hate Edward Anderson, but Cindy couldn't.
Because Edward Anderson was Cindy's biological father.
"Cindy, come here, Mom has something to tell you." Bella Scott felt that the child had the right to know the truth.
Cindy followed her instructions and sat down by the bed.