He paused briefly and his eyes became wet. “I missed you.”The words came out barely above a whisper. “I missed both of you… it was so hard.” He looked between their graves. “I had to be away for a while.. and I didn’t know how to come back.”“I thought you'd be upset that I haven’t come to visit in years.”Chay looked around. The cemetery was a private one so only his parents’ headstones were there. It was in the same land as the family house. It was a very large property. As Chay took in his surroundings, he remembered being a child again; his final happy memories as a child were on this property. His eyes drifted toward the trees and it was like he could see his Dada teaching his younger self how to ride a bicycle. A small smile appeared on his lips. Strangely, he heard the sound of his mother’s laughter coming from his left, and he turned. He saw his mom chasing him around the yard because he broke her favorite vase. He remembered how upset she was that day, but it ended up

Chay drove slowly around the vast property and through a large black gate.And the abandoned house grew larger through the windshield. Dust had already begun to cover the windows of the car. Chay noticed that the garden that was once perfect had become overgrown, even the fountain had stopped working years ago. The house still looked solid, but the paints on the wall had almost faded completely. But beneath all the neglect, Chay could still recognize it. It was… Home. His eyes remained fixed on it. Several years ago, he had walked away from this place with a box of clothes as a broken child, but now, he was returning as someone entirely different. Chay pulled over just in front of the massive entrance. He inhaled and exhaled deeply before stepping out of the car. He looked at the old front door, then he remembered he didn’t have the key. Only John, and maybe Mariam, had the keys to the house. He approached and tried to open it anyway. Surprisingly, it opened. The old doo

The man's entire body jolted. “Arrrrgh” He screamed and spun around with his eyes widened. “Who the fuck are you?!” he screamed at Chay. He didn’t expect to meet anyone here and Chay had seriously startled him. Chay stepped out from behind the bookshelf gently, as the man stared at him with his nose falling. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he asked Chay.Chay's gaze hardened. “I should be asking you that. This is my father's house.”The man's face slowly changed.Recognition appeared in his eyes.“You…”As Chay took one step forward, he instinctively stepped backwards. “You know me?”The man's lips parted.“Chay Morgan?”Chay said nothing.The man stared at him as though he were looking at a ghost.“But aren’t you supposed to be–”He stopped himself.Chay's eyes narrowed. “Supposed to be what?”The man's face tightened. “Nothing.”His eyes suddenly dropped to the folder in Chay's hand and his expression changed again.“That…”Chay glanced down at the folder, then back at him. “Y

Chay studied her.And in that moment, it occurred to him that she simply wanted to experience something normal.He finally exhaled. "Fine."Her face immediately brightened with a wide smile."But share your location with me,” he added, She groaned. "Seriously?""Yes.""You're impossible.""And you're stubborn."She laughed and stood, preparing to leave, "You'll get my location.""Good.""And if you call me every ten minutes–" she said, playfully pointing a finger at him. "I won't,” Chay replied, his eyes on her and paused. “Maybe every five minutes.”Molly grinned, shaking her head and walked toward the door. She stopped briefly and looked over her shoulder, "Try not to marry that blueprint while I'm gone."Chay shook his head."Go."She laughed and left.For several seconds, Chay stared at the closed door.Then his gaze returned to his father's blueprint.A faint smile still plastered across his lipsMolly spent the next hour getting ready.She wore something simple and comfortab

A few days later, Molly and Chay sat at the dining to have breakfast together. Breakfast had been served nearly fifteen minutes ago.Molly had barely touched hers.Chay, on the other hand, had one hand around his phone while the other occasionally reached for his coffee.His attention remained divided between the food in front of him and the new research report on his phone screen.Molly had been staring at him for the past ten minutes. Her gaze moved between him and his phone repeatedly. Finally, she sighed loudly.But it wasn’t enough to get his attention. She sighed again. Louder. But Chay kept scrolling. Molly then deliberately dropped her fork against her plate.Clink!Chay finally looked up, his brows lifted. "What’s wrong?”Molly pouted and didn’t say anything at first, then she spoke, "We're having breakfast...""I know.""Together,” she added. "I know,” Chay repeated, returning his gaze to his phone. Molly rolled her eyes. "Then why are you working?"Chay glanced at he