"Phew, so exhausting!"
I collapsed onto the bed, taking a deep breath after a truly exhausting day. From the morning onward, there was no peace at all. To make matters worse, I got dragged into having lunch with Uncle George and Aunt Rocherie—Adrian's mom. I had to endure Aunt Rocherie's constant nagging about letting Adrian quit the field.
Uncle George was unfazed by her tears, maintaining his composure throughout. He bombarded me with questions, earning me death stares from the woman with the same hair color as her son. Wait, does this mean Adrian takes after his mom? Well, I did not want to dwell on that anymore.
I had grown exhausted from putting on a façade in response to constant teasing this afternoon. All I craved now was some peaceful sleep to give my mind a break. Deep down, I
