L'ho Lasciata~ 'I Left Her'

'1- Alexander Grayson!'

Fact:
A single sperm contains 35.4 MB of DNA information.

This has nothing to do with the story. Neither it will change anything in your life nor is anyone ever gonna ask you such bullshit.

But at least you know now.
It's okay 😁

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Cassandra's office

Cassandra~

FUCK!!! DIE!!! DIE!!!
AHHH!!! I'll KILL YOU ALL!!!!
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OHH YES!!! YES!!!..
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ONE MORE KILL!!!
JUST ONE MORE!!!..
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AHHH!!! YES!!!!
WOAH!!! Yess!!.

I leaned back in my chair to take a deep breath as I swung on my office chair from side to side without thinking. I looked around the room, taking in the familiar décor and the comforting sound of the ticking wall clock. I felt a sense of calm wash over me as I allowed my mind to drift away. I yawned with my mouth wide open, rubbing my left eye. Being alone in the office feels tiresome. Although this gaming console is mind-blowing. I let my thoughts wander, touching the smooth exterior of the controller. Thinking about the long days and the looming deadlines that felt like a heavy weight on my shoulders. I exhaled deeply in relief. It's over now. The hefty project I was working on for 4 months, has come to an end.

I had been waiting to try this console since I heard it was delivered while I was not home. I was so excited to finally get my hands on it and finally, after such a long holdup, I finally got to play with it. It took longer than expected to complete that project. I'm exhausted especially after the flight home. I returned to New York from Berlin this morning. Now I'm happy to be home but desperate for a nap as I didn't get enough sleep on the flight. Adjusting myself, I find myself comfortable in my gaming chair...too lazy to move. Closing my eyes, I let my body relax, allowing sleep to get over me. But it didn't last long...

BANG!!!

I was compelled to open my eyes to the loud sound of the door opening. As I jump out of the chair in a panic, I feel a little dizzy. I look over to the door and see my dad standing there with concern painted on his face. His necktie dangled low, his face pale and strained, and he breathed heavily. I can tell he had been in a hurry to get here, and that he is worried about something. His usually calm demeanour is replaced with a look of distress, and I know something is wrong. I noticed a sheet of white A4-size paper in his hand. I quickly realized that the paper in his hand must have something to do with why he is so uneasy.

 Taking a few steps, I stood straight with my heels pointed toward him as he stomped toward me with all his vigour. His stance was stiff and his complexion was tense, conveying a sense of urgency."What on the earth did you do?" He called into question, resting his hands on my shoulders in a quiet, tensed tone. I look at him in the eyes, trying to figure out what he meant, but nothing comes to mind, so I slowly shudder my head and ask him "What do you mean Dad? I did what? "

He took a deep breath and handed me the white sheet, saying, "Read this!" Without hesitation, I accepted it and began to read. I slowly opened it and read the words. My heart pounded and my eyes grew wider, as I realized what it says. "No way, Dad!! I-I...." It's difficult to form words while understanding everything and its cause. I looked up at my father in disbelief. After some thought, I replied, "No, Dad. I did nothing to get this."

"You sure?" He questioned taking a seat on the couch in my office. "Yes, Dad. I was engaged in the project you assigned. Apart from that, I did nothing..." I could see the doubt in his eyes, so I continued to interpret myself as I had spent the last few weeks working late nights researching and gathering the necessary data to finish the project in Berlin. I was not even in the city.