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19. He would have what?
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2024-10-29 19:42:56"He's my father." I said in a low voice, if it wasn't quiet in the car, mom wouldn't have heard it at all.
Mom tensed beside me, "What are you talking about?"
I faced towards her, "You know very well what I'm talking about, mom. He is my father, isn't he?"
Her grip tightened on the steering wheel, "Yes." She said.
And that little word was enough to make me sure. That little word was enough to break me. Break my trust.
"What happened?" I asked her.
She ran one of her hands through her hair, "It doesn't matter."
"Of course, It does." I practically yelled at her.
She looked at me surprised before looking ahead. Sighing, she stopped the car just right in front of our home. But I didn’t move an inch. She clicked her seat belt then turned to face me, "You want to know what happened?"
I nodded at her to which she gave me a small smile.
"Jerome," she started, "and I were extremely in love with each other. It all
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