Greta’s POV
“When is school resuming?” Dad asked as he ate the food I had heated up for him.
I was sitting opposite him on the dining table as I was determined to keep him company.
“I have one more week to laze around. I wish one more week would be added,” I said pouting.
“That is laziness talking. Don't let it win,” Dad said then winked at me and chuckled lightly.
“It is not easy studying to be a doctor Dad. Most times it is overwhelming,” I said wearily.
“No matter how overwhelming it is would you want to give up on it?” Dad asked.
“No way. It has always been my passion. I can't give up on it even if it is killing me,” I said and Dad nodded in appreciation as he continued eating his food.
I watched him silently as he ate unhurriedly. Demein, Dylan, and Derek were in the sit
