Chapter 25: An Incomprehensible Reality
Night’s P.O.V
Breakfast on a Sunday morning was exactly how I thought it was going to be…
My mother immersed with her PA as they went on to discuss their next charity event. My father on his phone with his secretary about what recent mayhem he thinks is going on with his company. And me at the opposite end of the table, wanting nothing more than to finish my breakfast and get the fuck out of here as soon as I could.
I didn’t particularly show up at my house on a Sunday, but today, I had been summoned here for some reason. My parents had both been away on business trips for the last couple months and had finally returned home.
And even though my mother had called to see me at home because she ‘missed’ me; nothing about this scenario told me that I had been missed in the slightest.