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CHAPTER 69

"Where are we going, Aldo?" I asked after he adjusted my seatbelt.

"We'll pick up Arkan. I bet he misses us already." He gave a small grin that I thought was amusing.

I glared at him and said, "Probably. Why did you leave him there? Maybe he will cry later."

He shrugged his shoulders and maneuvered the car, "I expected us to have a heated argument. I didn't want Arkan to see us fighting, so I decided to leave him with Grandpa. They'll come to an agreement sometime."

I just nodded. He has a point, and I also don't want Arkan to think that we are fighting, because that's what my parents didn't do—not show their fighting. After so many years, I still remember how they shouted at each other, their cries, and even how they left me like a hot potato.

My eyes teared up a little at the memory. I never want that to happen to Arkan. I don't want my son to witness our fights because I know how it feels to see your parents arguing, shouting, and sometimes beating each other. It's not good. It's m
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