Rainie's POV
"Is that Rainie? Why aren't you speaking?"
I opened my mouth, attempting to speak calmly, but I burst into tears as soon as I uttered a word.
All the accumulated grievances and humiliations from these past days surged to the surface. After I managed to utter a shaky "Dad," I couldn't continue.
Peter sounded alarmed, "What's wrong? Why are you so upset, my child? Has something happened?"
"N-nothing...," I stammered.
"If it's nothing, why are you crying like this? Come on, don't keep it to yourself. Who else can you talk to if not your dad? Don't hide it, okay? Dad's here."
"I... I'm just... really tired, Dad. I'm so tired..."
"If you're tired, rest properly. This time you're sick, so the company should have granted you sick leave, right? For a few days? Use this time t
