Joan opened the door and stepped inside, letting it close quietly behind her. She hung her coat and moved into the living room, where her parents were curled on the couch—her mother resting peacefully on her father’s lap, his fingers absentmindedly stroking her hair.“Hey, Mum, hey, Dad,” she greeted them.“Shh… Your mum is sleeping,” he whispered, placing his index finger on his lips.“Sorry,” Joan whispered back and entered her room.She sighed as she collapsed on her bed. It wasn’t as soft and comfy as the one she was used to, but it’s something she can cozy up in after a hectic day at work. Like today.Joan closed her eyes and sighed, thinking of all that went wrong today. The text. The rude customer. Camila’s stress over her mother’s case.It was all taking a huge toll on her, and she needed a release. Some good news. Something that would make all these bad things feel like nothing.She quickly freshened up and entered the living room again. Her father was now alone reading a doc
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