Chapter 25 An Incomprehensible Reality

• Night’s P.O.V
• Breakfast on a Sunday morning was exactly how I thought it was going to be…
• My mother immersed with her PA as they went on to discuss their next charity event. My father on his phone with his secretary about what recent mayhem he thinks is going on with his company. And me at the opposite end of the table, wanting nothing more than to finish my breakfast and get the fuck out of here as soon as I could.