Victor:
"Have a nice day, Mr. Harris." One of my clients said, shaking their hand with me and I nodded back stiffly.
It's been two years. Two years since I last met her. My love. My Serena. I looked at the picture of us kept on my office table. A small smile formed on my face as I looked at the picture. I was holding her by the waist and she had her head leaned against me. It was from the day, she had come for the brunch. Mom had clicked the picture before I dropped her home.
So many things have changed past two years. Dad started to fell very ill suddenly and doctor had put him on strict bed rest. Mom's business suddenly flared up, her name topped on the most influential businesswomen's list and we were extremely proud of her. And I— I had to take over the business. Handle all the m
