Hearing him, I didn't know when I ran into his embrace, "Thank you! I can see my Dad now?" I stared up to see his face.
Is he sober? This look on his face seemed like he's not happy about this. He's not going to miss me after all,
"Are you that happy?" he said with raised hands, then I realized I was in his embrace,
"Oh!" I stepped back and looked down, "Of course, I'm happy... Aren't you happy for me?" I asked.
He looked sideways before picking up his suit and necktie, What's that face for? his he getting emotional? Will he miss me?
"Suit yourself!" he muttered and walked to his room. How can this heartless jerk get emotional? He has been living alone all his life, so he can't miss me. I consoled.
The next day seemed too long to come by, How will my father react this time, his wife and her son... I can't wait to see them all.
As soon as we were set to leave, my attention was on how we will get out of the villa, I have to observe and take note of everything.
