Oh, god, no.

How was I supposed to know?

How was I supposed to know where it really came from?

Why were they paying for my medical bills?

What about my insurance?

Insurance wouldn't have covered the treatment that you needed, And I...

I just wanted the best for you.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I knew that you would refuse it, and without it, you may never have been able to walk again.

Oh, christ, Marie.