Serena P. O. V
The Pequira Company had an early Christmas holiday. Unlike my old company, which rarely gave employees a day off, even on Christmas. These few days, I spent my time relaxing at home alone. Meanwhile, Eloise and Renesmee returned home three days ago.
“I'm bored….” I yawned while wiping away the tears that came out of the corner of my eyes.
A long sigh escaped my mouth as I remembered my father's message. He asked me to come home. But I didn't reply to his message. I knew he wasn't asking me to come home because he missed me.
I knew my father's behavior very well; he would only call me when he needed something. And I knew his request was not a good one. I'd rather die of boredom at home than see my father's fierce face, which never smiles.
I don't know what to do to
