Chapter of Darling and Philippe
Philippe
Today, finally, after what happened to Mr. Vincent and the attack, where we almost lost our lives, I can return home.
I go up to my apartment, and upon entering, my parents are at the door with worried expressions. My mother runs to hug me, and I embrace her, hearing her sobs against my chest.
"Mom, I'm fine, look at me." I make her look at me, and she runs her fingers over the scratches on my face. The explosion only left us with scratches; we wouldn't be here if we hadn't been late. I wipe her tears, and my father joins our embrace.
"We imagined the worst," my father say on the verge of tears.
"It's all over now, Dad, I'm fine. Now I need to go get my girlfriend."
I put the suitcases on the furniture, freshen up a bit, and leave the hous
