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(Asher’s POV)

By the time I finished my jog and also took a shower, Elaine and my mother were still conversing about something. I don’t want to interrupt them because it sounded serious, so I put on my sleeveless brown top paired with black denim pants to go have breakfast outside. While it’s true they’re conversing in the dining hall, I can’t just cross the dining hall to the kitchen to take my breakfast and walk past them like “Howdy y’all?” And pulled a straight face after expecting their disturbed and worried faces.

I was now on my way to the entrance of the mansion. To be honest, I don’t have fond memories of this mansion. No, it’s not about my dead father or my trauma, it’s simply because this mansion stood covering about 4 hectares of land. It’s that big that I have made up my mind to scram from this house.

Because imagine this.

You want to go too school. Let’s say on a particular day, you’re getting late, so you really have to hurry to school