As I step inside my house, I take a moment to freshen up, washing away the day's stress. I change into my favorite comfortable outfit, a soft nightgown that feels like a warm hug. Tying my hair up into a ponytail, I settle back at my desk, determined to dive into Dad’s case. I open the thick book, flipping through the pages, trying to navigate the intricate process laid out before me. I double-check everything, making sure I haven’t missed a single detail. Deep down, I know I haven’t overlooked anything, but I need that reassurance. I can’t afford to mess this up; the stakes are too high, and I want to wrap this up as quickly as possible.
The sooner Dad comes back into my life, the better it will be for me. It’s been more than three days now, with tomorrow marking yet another day without
