"There's something I want to ask you," I said to my mom, my voice trembling slightly as I struggled to maintain my composure. This caught her attention immediately, and she turned to look at me, her eyes filled with curiosity."What is it?" she asked, her gaze never leaving mine."I want you to attend Thanksgiving dinner with me and my bosses at their parents' house. They've invited me, and I've accepted it," I told her, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for her reaction or reply."No," she said flatly."What do you mean, no? Do you intend to stay here and be alone forever?" I asked her, frustration creeping into my voice as I watched her continue to bake her sweet potato pie, seemingly unfazed by my request."So, you've finally given into them, I see," she replied, her tone laced with disapproval as she continued her work without even glancing in my direction."Mom, what are you talking about? We're just having Thanksgiving dinner together, that's all," I said, my voice risin
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