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143 Prodigal Meeting

Becca.

After a long minute of quietness that seemed like hours, I raised my head to give them a stern look. Never will I bow to their demands in this way. Else, they will always use this emotional tool every time I refuse to grant their request.

Opening my mouth to tell them outright that there shall be no sleepover, not at Christos Fernandez’s house anyways, I saw a flash of colour from the corner of my eyes and I turned to it distractedly.

Was that not the same person I thought I saw earlier? Turning more fully to confirm my suspicion, I raised my head and my gaze clashed hotly and directly with a familiar eyes.

I could feel the shock from the other person even as the same shock went through my own heart and brain.

Never would I have thought it would happen this way.

That the place I would meet this person is in a mall of all places. With my kids beside me, probably wondering what was going on.

Raising my hand weakly to my forehead in an effort to keep from fainting, I staggered sli
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