Rosé,
"No, Dad. Don't worry about us. Enjoy your vacation with Linda! We are all fine! Let's talk later, okay?"
Exhaling sharply, I assured Dad, who had received news about my apartment fire early this morning.
Ryan and Freya called once, asking why I hadn’t contacted them. They insisted I could have crashed at their place with the kids, but that wasn’t the point. My passport and other important documents had been destroyed, and I had no idea what to do next.
As I got out of bed, trying to stop overthinking the situation, loud running noises came from outside.
I hurriedly walked out, finding Diana and Ethan racing around the house as if they were in a vast field. Honestly, this penthouse felt way too big compared to my apartment. Even the living room alone looked like a whole
