"Where's Sofia? I didn't see her for like the whole day." Mrs Rosebush asked her husband while combing her hair, getting ready to visit her sick brother. Mr Rosebush didn't even bother to look at his wife as he kept staring at his phone screen with great attention like his life depended on it.
"I'm asking you a question!" Mrs Rosebush snapped.
"Tsk, I don't know." Mr Rosebush stood up and left the room in order to escape from his annoying wife.
Mrs Rosebush took a deep breath to calm her arousing heart down. If it hadn't been for Sofia's sake, she would have divorced this selfish man a long time ago.
At this exact moment, she heard their main door open with a slight crack. She instantly threw the comb away as she walked towards the living room with light steps. Sure enough, her long-awaited daughter was back home!
Mrs Rosebush's smile vanished into thin air when she saw her daughter's anxious expression.
"Where have you been?" She questioned with a heavy heart.
