Epilogue (Freya)

Few weeks later*

Coming out of my car, I slip up my sunglasses at the top of my head and look up at the Howard's Constructions' main building. I close the door and lock my car.

Walking through the main doors, I make my way to the elevators. The employees who know me greet me. I respond to them with a wave and smile.

Then I reach the designated floor and go to Dad's office room. I've decided to see them after rejecting their umpteen number of calls. I knock once and enter in it. Mom is there too as per my expectations.

"What now? Why have you been pestering me with continuous phone calls?" I remove the glasses from the top of my head and hold them in my hand, "And why did you call me here?"

Dad comes to me, "How have you been? I've heard you've cancelled your divorce with Rafael. That's a relief."

I roll my eyes, clenching my jaws.

"Answer your Dad, Freya. That's not how I taught you." Mom interferes, "We've been worried for you since you've broken your contact with us. I understand