Aberdeen City, 16 years ago
The fourteen-year-old Garan just came back from training, and his body hurt like hell.
"You're finally back?" Howard, who had been having a late-night tea time with his wife, greeted him. Garan nodded politely at his nominal parents.
Alicia looked at him with a gentle smile. "Have you eaten?"
"Yes, mother," Garan said, looking around. "Is Althea still awake?"
"She should be in bed," Mother said, "But you should see. It's been a month since you returned, she missed you very much."
The teenage Garan nodded and said goodnight to his parents, his feet immediately bringing him to Althea's room.
When he opened the door, he saw her soft peaceful figure on her large bed, softly snoring, like a little angel.
Then he could see from the corner of his eyes an eyesore sleeping on the floor mattress.
