(Arata)
As much as I wished to stay longer with my family, the time to return to Marica had arrived. The following day, Baba's private jet was going to take me back. I didn't object this time when he offered it, knowing I would be safer.
"Take another week off," Baba suggested, holding me close by the shoulder. All of us were sitting outside in the garden after dinner. We were reminiscing about our childhoods.
"I can't Baba. My boss has been generous enough, I don't want to take advantage of his generosity. I will visit after our Winter Gala." Sadness clouded his face and my heart ached as he said.
"I understand. We are also going to be busy with the launch of the Winter Collection, so we won't be able to visit you."
"It's fine. Something will come up, and we will meet soon." I reassuringly smiled at him.
