After a very rough first day at work, a day full of surprises I finally headed back home. While I was going back home I kept thinking about my sisters and how they will feel when they hear what my father did.

It was stressing me out because I really don’t want to have any misunderstanding with my sisters, so far we’ve had a good relationship and I want it to remain this way for a very long time.

After a short ride we finally arrived at the house. It was getting dark, I checked the time and I arrived at exactly dinner time.

“No.” I muttered sadly when I...