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Writer's POV:

That night, Asahd returned to the apartment. He felt even better because of the conversation he'd had earlier with his parents. He'd decided to stop giving them a hard time when all they did was worry about him. After hearing Alex's story, he felt like cherishing what he had a little bit more. Cherish the father and mother he had.

He unlocked the door and stepped in. Father and daughter were seated and discussing in the living room.

"Good evening ...