Sunday Morning Breakfast

I went to my bed and recalled all that happened in the last one hour. Oh god…it was my dad and I just got carried away…I shouldn’t have done that…it’s wrong. Wait…it was my dad who started all this, as he also stalking at me?

Everything happened so fast that I couldn’t understand and went on with the emotions.

I will discuss this with dad tomorrow and will ensure we don’t do this in the future.

It was late night and not sure when I fall asleep while thinking of the incident.

I got up at 8 am and by now mom was gone, her shift starts...