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Chapter 64

"I'm not your Sweetheart." I glared at him. 

"Okay, Sweetheart." And then I open my mouth to object but then he starts up again. 

"Sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart," he taunted while smirking at me.

"Leave me alone, posh boy." I groaned with a glare while trying to run away from him and behind Auntie Marie who I didn't realize had served herself some of my cake on one of the paper plates I had bought. 

I ignore Deshawn and watch as my aunt takes a spoonful of the cake and puts it in her mouth. Even Deshawn stopped annoying me and glanced between my aunt and me to observe my reaction to her trying my cake.

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