Novie finished her high school at the age of sixteen, then she took a four-year course for education, after getting her licensed her mother urged her to proceed and take a major but her mind was too focused with her ex-boyfriend who was a psychiatrist.
After being in a relationship with him for four years, she saw his weird attitude, his obsession with her and that freaks her out, but he was her first love so she decided to study and be a psychologist.
After studying for a half year, she realized how expensive it was, her salary as a part-time nursery teacher could not pay her tuition and she doesn't want to ask money to her boyfriend since they had some issue, and even her parents refused to help her.
With no help from anyone, she went to the city and find a job that can help her pay the tuition, and after some months of living and looking for a job, her cousin Anders offered her to work as a babysitter to his boss.
Remembering the reason why she left, Novie's face crinkled. Since she met Ken, her mind acted crazy, she could not think straight, and all she has in her mind was Ken.
She sighed and stood up after seeing her father's car stops in front of their small gate.
"Papa," she said faintly and walked towards them.
A fifty-five-year-old Angelo McSalter stared at her, dumbstruck, wondering if he was dreaming. He fell silent, lost for words.
Novie noticed that he just came back from work since he still has his uniform though she wonders where is her mother.
Her father pulled her body to hug and she could feel by his embraced how much he misses her, a warm hand touches her heart, she encircled her hands around his waist and hug him back.
"Papa, I am sorry for leaving" she spoke in an apologetic tone, the man didn't respond, instead he pushed her body away in a slow way and stared at her eyes.
"Your brother is in trouble" she could hear the concern in his voice, she nodded as understanding because she knows it already.
The man creased his brows and carried her luggage back in the house.
"You know?" he asked, confused.
Novie bites her lips, "Hm… well, I heard from Anders" but she's lying, Anders doesn't know about her brother's situation at all.
As she entered the living room, everything was the same. Their two-storey house with 3 bedrooms, it was a simple house but anyone could guess that it's old.
Novie and her brother's graduation pictures were hanging on the wall, the white wall that turned to crème, she's guessing that her mother has decided to not paint the house again.
The leather couch in the living room had some scratches caused by their previous cat, their television and the flower vases around remained. She felt her heart lifting, finally, she's home, a place where she can be true to herself, a place that
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