Seven years later…
~ Seth ~
"Boss, your father called and asked you to come home" I looked at my secretary and nodded at him as I grabbed my coat and left the office. How many years since I last visited them? Three years? Or four years?
I chuckled because I couldn't even remember. I really don't want to go to that house which was filled with memories. But I have hurt my own parents enough without visiting them. They really didn't have to send her away for years.
It's been fucking seven years but yet she's not here and I don't even know where she lives in the france. Forcing my thoughts back I got into the car and drove to the home once I lived so happily. While I was driving, I grabbed one cigarette from the pack and took my lighter out as I lit it and placed it between my lips.