Los Angeles, Sebastian

Seated at my desk in my Los Angeles office, I had just received the reassuring news from Mia that her blood test had gone well. It was a relief, and I felt a sense of calm wash over me as I concluded the phone call.

However, my serenity was soon disrupted when my assistant entered the meeting room to inform me that my father was waiting for me in my office. With another meeting scheduled to begin in less than fifteen minutes, I hoped that this conversation would be brief. I made my way to my office, where my father sat patiently, and I greeted him with...