We just receive the news that you’re sick. And I don’t need anyone putting the blame on me to feel myself guilty. It’s strange the way world works. Every single time you call, I answer. I refused once, and that’s enough to make me feel miserable now with you in this hospital. But don’t get me wrong, Sis, I’m here because I do care, not because I forgive you. I learned very well how to get near to you without being hurt. I’ll pay the hospital bill, and this is closest I’ll be.