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FORTY THREE
“Alex, listen. I know you love your mom dearly, but you gotta live your own life. Make mistakes and break the rules. That is the way to learn new things and meet the unexpected.”
Dad’s voice keeps on ringing inside my head as he slowly disappeared into thin air.
I blinked and suddenly I’m being teleported into an empty white room. I heard some muffled voices and can’t help but to walk towards the source. Squinting my eyes, I saw there are two people arguing. A man and woman. I can’t see their face but I could clearly hear their arguments.
“You could kill your child!”
“That fucking human being was born because we were drunk and horny! It was a mistake!”
The man started to ruffle his hair out of frustration. “You aren’t being serious right now, right?”
The woman turned to her left. That is where I got my jaw
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