The Truth

Addison’s POV

One week had passed after the incident between Damon and Hayden at the hospital. I avoided Damon at any opportunity, trying not to cross paths with him even though we were in the same house. Lately, Damon has been coming home more often, unlike in the past, who rarely or never came. Even if he were always with Cora, I wouldn't have a problem. However, it seemed he didn't do anything with Cora or me, who knew nothing about them.

I was currently peeling and cutting fruit for Dad. I was pretty happy that Dad was getting better, but the doctor still hadn't allowed Dad to go home even though Dad was homesick and wanted to see the outside world. However, what can I do if the doctor still hasn't given permission?

"Do you want to eat some fruit now?" I placed the plate with the fruit I had peeled and cut on the nightstand.

"Later, Addy. Look at your stomach. It's still distended from breakfast earlier." Dad's hand held his stomach, which wasn't very big. After two years in a com