ARNOLD's P O V

The conversation with my parents lasted for more than an hour, and by the end of it… I was really pissed off, especially to my mother.

I heaved a sigh of exasperation as I irritably ran my fingers through my hair and turned the knob on the door leading to my room. It's already one in the morning, according to the time on my phone, which I just checked.

I noticed the bath towel that was still untouched and spread out in its original position on the carpet as soon as the door was opened. The room was illuminated by the bedside lamp that was on...