Rita Quinn

Three days have passed, and with every second that ticks, my fear keeps increasing upon realizing that my dad will soon eventually be back from his journey. Recalling how he sounded over the phone, I can't help getting nervous. I feel like I've disappointed him. I've never felt this way all my life. Maybe I shouldn't have done this in the first place.

Some crazy reporters keep coming to our doorstep to interview us, and I have been in the comfort of my room. I haven't been able to go to work. I can't say the same thing for Felix, because he doesn't care about anything. Those reporters...