OPAL

It's times like these when I miss being back home.

And I don't mean this home—I mean the one I grew up in. But what I miss the most is being as free as a bird. I didn't have to worry about anything important. I didn't have to live with constant doubts and insecurities.

Things were stable, and deep down, I hate that my father did this to me.

He became so different after my marriage to Bruce. Before, we were so close, and though he was constantly busy, we'd talk all the time. But now? ...