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023 - Confused As Hell

作者: Gift Patrick
last update 公開日: 2026-04-09 01:35:27

“Yeah. You've done nothing for this family, Andrea. And also, not everyone needs to work.” She flipped her hair over one shoulder. “Some of us are born to be queens.”

I stood, dazed.

I sent money whenever Mom called unless I genuinely didn’t have any. I even secretly covered Liz’s fees more than twice, quietly funneling it through Anthony so it looked like it came from him.

Why did she make it sound like I did nothing?

We walked into the kitchen in silence.

Mom was at the counter, completely ob
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    We were all still standing, smiling. I never understood the point of a forced smile. Why fake it? Why stretch your lips so wide your cheeks hurt just to pretend everything was fine?I had so many questions to ask my mom, and even more to ask my weirdly calm sister. She said Mom and her man threw Anthony out. “Man”.It’s not that I didn’t support same-sex relationships, but my mom had never given the slightest hint. She adored masculine affection openly, enthusiastically, sometimes embarrassingly just like Tahlia and Liz.Am I not supposed to be surprised?Denise eventually closed her teeth, nodding as she spoke. “You look so much like Eloise.”Her voice sounded as that of woman who smoked cigars in a penthouse overlooking the city. Low and gravelly, almost masculine. “I don’t think so,” Mom objected, running her fingers through my hair. “Liz looks more like me. Andrea is everything like her father. They both worship working themselves to death and getting absolutely nowhere.”The

  • Terms and Conditions Apply   023 - Confused As Hell

    “Yeah. You've done nothing for this family, Andrea. And also, not everyone needs to work.” She flipped her hair over one shoulder. “Some of us are born to be queens.”I stood, dazed.I sent money whenever Mom called unless I genuinely didn’t have any. I even secretly covered Liz’s fees more than twice, quietly funneling it through Anthony so it looked like it came from him.Why did she make it sound like I did nothing?We walked into the kitchen in silence.Mom was at the counter, completely oblivious to us, dancing lightly to the music playing through AirPods that glowed in her ears.The kitchen looked incredible too. New cabinets, fresh paint. Copper pots were hanging over the stove.She reached for two tomatoes, about to cut, but the dish towel tucked at her side slipped to the floor.She bent, looked up and then realized.“My girls!” she cried out, flopping out the AirPods. I ran into her arms, laughing.When we pulled apart, I noticed the streaks of gray in her hair. It made my

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