Lock Screen

Waking up the next morning, Dawn had half a mind to cancel all his meetings and take time off work. However, it was a Thursday, and he couldn’t afford to do that. As a small business owner, he could not afford to rest.

Dragging himself from bed, Dawn brushed his teeth with furrowed brows. Learning about his parents’ history with Ricardo was certainly interesting. However, it did not explain what Ricardo wanted. He did not care why Ricardo betrayed him and his father. If anything, Dawn felt that the traitor’s feelings towards his mother weren’t love. It was closer to obsession than love.

The past was confusing, but if there was one thing he gained from Qian Mo’s report, it was that one precious picture of his mother carrying him on the hospital bed as an infant. For safekeeping purposes, Dawn made several digital copies and printed a few to be framed in the house and kept in his wallet at all times. He replaced his boring default lock screen, b