Dad was working in his study when I peeked inside. Mom was there too and they were talking about something that I can't make out properly because the door was closed but from the worry in my Mom's voice, I gathered I was most probably the topic of the conversation. Sighing deeply and still tired from last night I knocked on the door.
They don't need to worry about me anymore...
"Can I come in?" I asked, peeking inside.
"Of course," Dad smiled and glanced at Mom, who gave me an unreasonably big smile. "You don't need to ask,"
I gave a nod and walked inside, shutting the door beside me. I just wanted to get this done with and go back to bed. I was exhausted and feverish. Thanks to the bullshit rain. No...thanks to my stupidity.
"I need to talk to you guys about something really impo
