Chapter 6

I'm lying on my bed, surfing the net and finishing up my second slice of pizza. I find myself wondering what my dad is up to. I haven't been picking his calls, and it's supposed to hurt just him, but it's hurting me too. 

Before I realise what I'm doing, I'm face timing my dad. Something inside me badly wants to end the call before it even begins, but I want to hear his voice, so badly.

Thankfully, and for his sake, he picks up immediately.

"Princess." He says, looking relieved, and tired. "Thank goodness you called. I've been trying to get a hold of you."

"No one's stopping you from flying to New York right now." I set my lips in a straight line.

He sighs. "I know you're upset with me and I'm so sorry, Princess. But you have to understand that–"

"That you have to be at the hospital because you have patients all day? I've heard that one countless times, dad."

He sighs again, rubbing at his eye