"It's cool, Dad, I don't mind helping around in the house," I shrugged.
"Have you finished your exams yet?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Yeah, the summer holidays started about a week ago. I'm free now."
"So you've finished university now?" he questioned curiously.
"No, I still have a year of my course left," I explained. "Why do you ask?"
Dad rolled his eyes, exasperated.
"I'll be a seventy-year-old by the time you finish your damn education, at this rate," he retorted sarcastically. "I don't know why you bother. It feels like you've been studying for years and years now. When will this shit finally be over and done with?"
"It's only another year, Dad, stop being so damn dramatic," I muttered in my own defense, folding my arms.
"Either way, I'm not having you spending the whole summer holiday couped away in your bedroom," he snarled. "When was the last time you went out and had some fun? I need to get you on your feet, get you active again."
"I like being at home," I retorted.
"We're going to Italy," Dad stated matter-of-factly, as if he'd already made the decision, and it wasn't up for debate.
"Italy?" I replied, widening my eyes at the revelation. "Why Italy?"
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Beauty and the Beast: A Dark Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance
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