Unknown POVThe gates creaked open as I drove into my grandfather’s compound. I killed the engine, stepping out with an easy stretch, rolling my shoulders like I didn’t have a single care in the world. A low whistle slipped past my lips as I made my way toward the house, hands tucked casually into my pockets.Everything had gone as planned. Well, almost. But nothing I couldn’t smooth over.Pushing the door open, I stepped into the living room, still whistling under my breath until my eyes landed on my old man, who was seated on the couch with a phone pressed to his ear.My steps slowed, but I didn’t stop. I simply adjusted, intending to walk past quietly.“And where are you coming from?” My old man's voice sounded behind me, making me pause at once.Slowly, I turned to face his gaze that lingered on me. He ended the call and lowered the phone to the fancy table in front of him.“Come here.” I did as he said. The moment I got to him, he stood up and slammed his hand hard on my right
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