“It’s good to see you back, we thought you ran away again.” Her mom spoke plainly. With crossed legs and a plain expression, her attention was focused on the newspaper she was holding. On the other hand, her father was quiet. He sipped his coffee without minding the tension as the three of them faced each other in the living room. By the time she arrived, she found them first and requested to talk.
“I’m sorry for not informing you both, I attended my friend's grandmother’s birthday last night.” She answered, trying to ease the heavy tension, it was not the kind of meeting she wanted. They both used to be attended to when it came to her, but with just one mistake, their treatment changed. Eve feels like they were not the same parents she grew up with, the family she always admired. The lif
