blog writing #a small twist of fate

Li! Li! Wake up, it’s me. With a start, I get woken up in the middle of the night by my father, Wong, who has custom of checking on me. I slowly open my eyes and raise my head only to meet with father’s eyes. I blinked several times, trying to adjust my eyes to the darkness of the room. The only source of light came from the faint moonlight seeping through the window. I sleepily turned towards the sound of my father's voice, feeling a surge of relief wash over me as I saw his shadow standing by my bedside.