PERSONAL REASONS

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“Mum, is there still fried rice inside the pot?” Ayla said after she had taken the last spoonful of fried rice. “I know you love fried rice, so I cooked it in abundance,” Charlotte said. “Thank you, mum; I will definitely eat more fried rice when I am hungry,” Ayla said.

“Alright. I need to have my bath now,” Charlotte said and stood up from the couch. “Alright, mum,” Ayla said. “Make sure you clear this table,” Charlotte said. “I will do that, mum; I need to rest,” Ayla said. “Alright,” Charlotte said and walked away.

“It’s time to go to the sitting room,” professor MacPherson said. He stood up from the chair and stretched his body. “Alright, dad; I will join you soon,” Ayla said. “I shall be waiting for you…,” professor MacPherson said and walked away.

Ayla stood up from the chair, she yawned and walked towards the kitchen. When she got to the kitchen, she clutched a tray and walked towards the doorway. Whe