𝐃é𝐟𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐢

𝟑 | 𝐋𝐨𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬

(Read the next chapter after this one, as this a double update!)

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I just couldn't believe that I was moving to Los Angeles. Again.

I had been working as a psychiatrist in Calgary from the beginning of my career when I chose to leave my parents and my home permanently. Living away from home has always been painful or heart-breaking for others, but in my situation, I relished being away from my home and parents.

Before I made the decision to move out, my parents and I used to reside in Los Angeles. For me, the house that was supposed to be a calm and contented place for someone to live was always toxic and grim.

Now I was obliged to return to my home because my mother was pregnant.

It's still as stunning to me as the day my father dropped the news over the phone a week ago. He stated it happened somehow and that I should be there with my mother because it is my duty as the eldest child in the house.

I only agreed with him for two reasons.

First, I had little interest in hearing about my parents' sexual habits.

Second, I did not want to disturb my mental peace by arguing with him.

My father, Yijin Wang, was employed as the Chief Operations Officer of a Los Angeles hospital. I don't find it surprising that after just three days, he was able to secure me a position in the same hospital where he worked, paying me more than I was making in Calgary and meeting his demands regarding my working days and hours.

No one can get a job with such tempting pay in freaking LA unless they have links with higher authorities.

I hated my father for that. Whenever he exploited his connections for my benefit (as he claims) and chose not to believe in his daughter's ability for my career.

My father's word is the final command in our family, and everyone must obey it.

Regardless of my own rage, I always ended up obeying my father, hoping that one day I would be valued and loved in the same way that a father should do for his children.

"We are going to miss you, Ms. Wang." The helper said this as she helped me pack my belongings into a cardboard box and clean up my cabin.

I nod. "I'll miss all of you as well."

She reaches over the hook to take my lab coat. "Well, I wish you all the best for your future." She added it while placing it neatly in the box.

I wish the same.

The helper leaves, closing the door behind her. I take my name plate in my palm, and a sense of nostalgia hits my senses as I remember the day I got a job and this cabin for myself, all on my own. I trace my fingers over the engraved letters on the name plate, a symbol of my hard work and determination. As I look around the familiar space, I can't help but feel a surge of pride for how far I've come since that day.