Elaine’s POV

 

One week ago…

 

 “What the hell are you doing there, Elaine? Go and grill some pork!”

            Even on the beach, my mother’s commanding voice didn’t stop me from taking a break. In fact, I haven’t yet taken a swim.

            Frustrated, I strode towards the barbecue grill and grabbed some marinated pork that I’ve also marinated before we got here and started to grill. While them…they are just casually laughing and playing beach volleyball. I was so in rage, treating me as if I’m their private maid and ordering me with even the tiniest chore like taking off their shoes and picking up their towel in the sand. Even...