"This is all your fault! If you'd bothered to get the car properly checked, none of this would've happened!"
"That child is my whole world! We raised her from nothing, wiped every tear, changed every diaper, and you let this happen to her? Do you want me dead too?"
"How dare you walk away without a scratch! If anything happens to her, you should be the one in the ground!"
...
Neither Silas nor Zoe said any names outright.
Which suited me perfectly. The vaguer they kept it, the more room I had to keep playing my part.
So I didn't argue.
Instead, I dropped to my knees at their feet.
"Mom, Dad, you're right. It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, this accident never would've happened."
"But now isn't the time to point fingers. The doctor said the burns are severe. Surgery has to happen immediately. But I don't have any money. You know how it is. Everything's on James's card, and I don't even know the PIN."
"Please. I'm begging you. Put up the money, and James and I will pay you back every cent."
Silas and Zoe knew the situation perfectly well.
The moment I said that, the tension drained right out of them.