Head over heels for my uncle Pedro
I whispered, hurt by his tone.
“I don’t care,” he repeated, stepping closer to me. “Hang around with your peers. Go live your life like I’m living mine. And stop making things up in your head.”
“So now I’m making things up in my head?” My voice cracked.
“Yes, you are.”
“Fuck you, Uncle,” I whispered bitterly. “Well, if being with Patrick is what you want, then fine.” I turned and walked away quickly, fighting back tears. Behind me, I heard him curse loudly, “Fuck!”
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