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Chapter Fourteen

Penulis: Sammy
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Luca.

It had been a few minutes since my dad dropped the big bombshell news on my lap and somehow it still felt like a bad dream, and a big part of me wished I would just wake up and all of it would be gone.

I admit I had my own differencea with Richard, but so did every father and son. But I loved the man, I loved being his son, and now I did not know who I was anymore or who I was supposed to be.

I couldn't even be mad because the person I really wanted to be mad at was my mother and I had no clue where she was.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Lila said from the door, she had a bunch of flowers with her. "Since you are going to be staying here for a while I brought this to brighten up your room." she said smiling as she put the flowers in a vase.

"Thank you, that's thoughtful of you." i said slowly, trying to sound normal even though I was dying inside.

"Hey, what's wrong? Something is wrong" she said sitting on the foot of my bed.

"I am okay." i lied, did not want to burden he
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