"Sorry to surprise you, dear. I was about to mention it to you when I arrived at the airport."
"My shooting scenes at that location were completed ahead of the scheduled time. So, I was given a week off earlier." She was explaining as if she is narrating a flashback.
"The crew will inform me of the next shooting date after all the other scenes at the location is complete. Moreover, I was so happy that I could spend time with you."
" So, I immediately rushed back. Unfortunately, I forgot my phone at the hotel I stayed in."
"I told my secretary to inform you but looks like she became too busy with suppressing those vague rumors. Hmm ".
There was an awkward silence. We both sighed at the same time to break the silence.
Her eyes became gloomy. I wanted to avoid mentioning the rumors so, I quickly replied to her.
"Mom? How can you forget your phone?" [Tiara]
"You must be more careful about your stuffs. But it's good that you are back early."
I glanced at my watch and realized that its already 4 pm.
" Mommy, Tuesday special pastries must be prepared by me. I can't take a day off right now."
"Since I didn't inform them beforehand. It might cause a problem if I inform them now."
I have to go wash up now. I will be back soon with the ingredients for dinner."
"So, take a good rest until I am back. Let's prepare dinner together."
I am usually silent in crowded places but when I am alone with my close ones. I naturally become quite talkative as if I am a completely different person. Nobody knows which one is the true me.
" Okay dear, I understand. Come back soon ".
I went to my room to change my uniform and dress up for my part-time.
She was still the same. She always smiles with a beam on her face.
I always felt that she is more of a friend to me than a mother. Unlike my father who is super strict about every single thing I do.
She is forgetful and careless about silly things. She is good at showing different expressions and also at hiding them.
Her only flaw was that she could not spend sufficient time with me because of her tight schedule.
There was a time when she saw her sitting alone in front of the dressing table in her room. She had melancholy and pitiful expression.
I used to wonder what had she been through. But when I ask her regarding that, she avoids the question and changes the topic.
There is definitely something that she was hiding from me.
Even dad had a guilty expression on his face when he decided to transfer me to France.
"What might be the secret that they are hiding from me?"
I have observed them acting weird sometimes. I wonder whether it is related to me or them.
"But I was sure that they were not going to answer me about this anytime sooner. Perhaps I might figure it out myself in the near future". I sighed thinking about it on my bed.
I washed up myself and took the metro to my part-time workplace "The Chocolate maid latte"
I took the metro and got down at my destination.