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❦ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴀᴄʜᴇ❦

Your penthouse
12:38pm

There I was lifting weights;
sweating profusely.
The air was thick with the scent of my own perspiration.

The sound of metal clanking against metal filled the space.
I tried to focus on my workout, but my mind kept drifting back to this upcoming meeting with my father.

We were meeting in a few days,
and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was a lot you needed to know about him, and the secrets he was keeping.

I wished there was something I could do to make all the uncertainty go away.
But the truth was, I had no idea what your dad was really like.

I only had your stories to go on, and those seemed to suggest that he was a complicated man,
with secrets of his own.

As I finished up my set, I sighed and wiped my brow with a towel.
I knew that the meeting was going to be intense...

Regardless I shouldn't let my guard down when it comes to this shit.

I stare at my reflection in the full-body mirror, I'm currently wearing a black sports bra with matching biker shorts, which fit comfortably around my legs.

As I gaze at the bullet wound,
I notice that it's slowly healing with each passing day.

I can't help but be impressed with the progress that my body has made in healing.
Every day seems to bring with it a new sense of strength,
and I find myself able to complete tasks with a renewed sense of vigor.

"Motion detected at front door."

The abrupt sound of an ai voice erupted from the smart speakers
on the walls.

You roll your eyes at the annoying notification, and open your security mobile app to look at the security camera footage.

"Motion detected at front door."
The bot repeated again.

"I know shut the fuck up.."
You grumbled eyeing the security camera on your phone.

As you glance at the screen, you notice a figure standing at your front door.

It's a delivery person holding a package.

You arch an eyebrow as you stare at the camera, trying to figure out what could be in the package they're delivering.

You don't want to get up from the workout bench,
so you decide to play it safe and talk to them through the intercom.

"What is it?"
you ask, trying to sound
as intimidating as possible.

There is a moment of silence
before the person responds,

"A package Miss...
from Mr.Haitani."
He informed in which you scoffed.

'When will Rin stop with this shit...'
You clutched you temple out of annoyance.

"Alright, alright leave it at the door."
The delivery person seems to comply with your request and drops the package outside your door.