CHAPTER 7

Friends?

"DAD'S COMING home."

I froze at the sound of Ivan's voice. I am currently at the personnel room in the cafe because as usual, I need to do my job. I was already here after my class ended at an earlier time, at half past three. I was like meditating, staring at the ceiling for some reason and I am not in my true self after my conversation with Lea.

However, my mind became alive just by hearing the word 'Dad'. I turned to see Ivan who was leaning at the door while his hands were crossed over his chest, a cunning look came into his eyes.

"Quite fast. It has only been a week since he left for Europe, right?"

His right eyebrow rose. "Why do you act like you don't want Dad to go home?"

The room was filled with my nervous laughter. "Of course not, I-I was just wondering why he was coming home immediately. Chill, dude. You always think the worst of me." I shook my head.

"Well. . . yeah, it was sudden. There has been an urgent conference in Seattle tomorrow, so he needs to go ho