A few days had passed by in utter silence. After that one morning, I never heard from Marcus or Rebecca — it almost seemed like they vanished but I was relieved. I didn’t bother calling Rebecca as I needed space to rethink about my friendship with her and Marcus, he was simply out of the topic.
My father stayed back in Willowdale with my mother. Suspicions were raised when I found them sleeping together — in the same bedroom. I quietly walked past them and never spoke about it. If my parents wanted to be together, I wasn’t going to stop them. They deserved to be happy.
If there was any chance they got back together then I’d have the opportunity to move out my own and live the life I always wanted.
“Going to work?” My mother asked as she flipped the pancakes. They smelled delicious bu
