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Stephany's face flushed crimson, her eyes brimming with tears due to the lack of air. She extended her hand, damaged by sulfuric acid, lifting it above her head, and made a vow before my father.

"I promise to take Lynn to see cosmetic surgeons across the nation. I'll ensure she has no scars. Please, give me another chance. I truly didn't know, I was unaware of the situation..."

Her words were cut short by a dull thud.

Stephany collapsed to the ground once more, the injury on her arm reopening. The wound appeared infected in the sweltering summer heat.

My father, however, seemed oblivious. He bellowed angrily, ordering the guards to detain her until the police arrived.

After Stephany was restrained, my father's tension eased. He approached me, noticing I was awake. This usually composed businessman's eyes suddenly welled up.

He softly caressed my forehead.

"I'm sorry I was late... Forgive me, Lynn. I'll keep you safe from now on."