As soon as I walked down the stairs, I made my way to the kitchen. I saw my mother preparing chicken pesto for dinner."Hi, Mom." I walked over to my mother and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Hello, Bora, how was your day?""Fine, mom." I'm sitting on the counter when I say, "Just dad always wants to bud into my personal life like he gives a fuck," which means that he doesn't respect my privacy.In a calm tone, she said, "Get off my counter, you little girl. Your father just wants to be involved in your life. You are her daughter."I love the sound of my mother's voice, especially when she gets angry, and her French and Italian accents come out. However, even when mom is yelling at me, her voice has a calming effect on me. Her voice and eyes, God, her light brown eyes are stunning, as is her hair, but what really stands out about her is her personality. I inherited traits from my mother and father, but my paternal ancestry is more prominent."He had the opportunity to be part of my li
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