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Twenty-Nine

Author: Ka3na Hastings
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-30 19:08:39

Alexis

I had been avoiding my mom for a while now, and honestly, I didn’t have the energy to deal with her toxic behavior anymore.

I had spent years putting up with her nonsense, being the selfless one, but something clicked inside me. I didn’t owe her or my dad anything. So, when she arrived at the party, I pretended not to notice. She tried to act all happy and extravagant, but the few times I bothered to respond, my words came out clipped while I gave her yes and no responses.

She looked confused when I stayed on the other side of the room. "What’s going on, honey? Are you avoiding me?"

I brushed past her without much care. "No, I’m busy," I said, making it clear I wasn’t in the mood to entertain her drama. Eventually, she got the message and backed off.

My dad wasn’t as bad, but he had spent years enabling her, so they both earned a spot in the same category of people I had no more patience for. They could keep their drama to themselves.

Speaking of drama, my mom was out here tr
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