Chapter 97 "I'm scared, Tate," Shirley uttered nervously, biting her bottom lip. "You shouldn't be, ok?" He whispered as he held her cheeks in his palms, assuring her. "What if your Mom doesn't want me? What if she says that I'm not good enough for you?" She asked him worriedly, but he rolled his eyes and held her hands. "Come on... Don't think about it," Again, he gave her hope which he knew deep inside him that it was false hope. Aside from the fact that he wasn't sure of his feelings for her, he knew his mom would never be in support of them being together, but he'd rather be with her than Emily. It was like a nightmare he would never wish to come true. "Hmm," She finally nodded her head and took a deep breath. "Do I look ok?" She asked him, checking herself out in the mirror in his room, and he scoffed. "Of course, you look good. You look too good," He assured her, and she took a deep breath. "I'm really scared, Tate. Your mom, what if she..."
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