Your parents both looked at each other, "The reason why they said for you to visit us as soon as you could, was because we're dying of cancer, and we wanted to see you before we died.
You finally couldn't take it anymore and you burst into tears and threw the biggest and only tantrum in your life.
"THIS ISN'T FAIR! MY ADOPTED PARENTS ARE DEAD AND YOU GUYS ARE DYING! WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE IS THIS! WILL I NEVER FIND PEACE WITH YOU GUYS! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME! I HATE THIS! I DESERVE TO HAVE A FAMILY TOO YOU KNOW!" You screamed.
It took a great deal of Ivan's words to calm you down again, and when you had you told them to take the half of the money you had offered them to do their bucket list or whatever before they left.
They finally agreed and you both left to your home in Kansas at last. You guys lived for a few years in peace and then one day shortly after you gave birth to your first and only child you found out that you had cancer as well. Ivan knew exactly what to call his new baby girl, because it was the only thing that you and him could hold onto during your years of misery, and that's: Hope.