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“Mommy, even if you are not my real mommy, you’re my mommy. Don’t leave me.” “I promise, I will not leave you.”

We came out and Sneha handed me the phone. I saw my mom's number flashing on the screen and answered with a sigh, irritation seeping into my voice. "Yes, Mom?" “What are you doing in the club?” Her voice was sharp, cutting through the surrounding noise. I sighed, glancing at Sneha. She avoided my gaze, guilt written all over her face. She had told my mom. “Don’t you know what people do in the club?” My mom's anger was palpable, a familiar sting in her tone, “Don’t be like your dad, Isabella. You’re just following his path.”

The way Marcus had asked why me and the way the question had followed me through three hours of pretending to be someone softer and simpler than I was and all the way up the stairs and into the dark. I wrote until my hand slowed on its own. Then I sat with the notebook open in my lap and looked at what I had written. I closed the notebook and set it back on the nightstand. Then I reached for my phone, the notification was at the top of the screen. A social media alert. The Arande Group's official account. Posted at eleven forty-seven last night, while I was lying in this bed in the dark with the notebook closed and the light off. I clicked it.

"Yes. She totally did. She dissed her about being shameless, following a man onld enough to be her Dad around. In that tiny head of hers houses something bigger. You both need to be really careful with parenting this one or she'll be one of those rebellious teenagers in her time." Ford raises an eyebrow. "Like you were?" "Come on, I'm past that phase." Ford laughs. "Says the girl with her legs on the chair meant for sitting." "Ugh. Don't start. I've had enough with mum already." Ford looks around. "Talking of Mum, where is she?" "Aren't you missing something?" "What?" "Has Mum ever been alone ever since she found out Aunt Sue's Mum was her best friend in high school?" "Cute. Where are they b

As she passed the threshold, she heard her mom Ebele Johnson scolding her kids “You successfully hacked into someone's private chat and exposed her secret affairs?” She scolded. “We're sorry, grandma, she's a bad woman. She's also mean” Nathan replied, gazing down and fondling with his fingers. “Fine. You are sorry but her engagement has been called off. She'd been with this guy a few years already” Ebele Johnson cautioned. The two boys didn't say anything else. They simply bowed their heads showing total remorse for their deed. They saw their mummy's diary and saw where she wrote her name.

Ivan closed the book and said softly,"I have another question about logic for you." Todd's patience ran out,"I don't want this book anymore." "If you want to study logic, you can't afford to lack patience," Ivan coldly smirked,"The question I want to ask is related to your mommy." As soon as his mommy was mentioned, Todd lost his composure. He pursed his lips and said slowly, word by word,"You'd better stay away from my mommy, or else—"

I nodded and leaned against her. And slowly, I faded away. ... Mom, if there is another life… Can I come back to you as a healthy child? You don't answer. I’ll take that as a yes.

She told him everything now. I should have deleted it immediately. Blocked the number. Turned my phone off and thrown it across the room. Anything to shut him out. But my thumb hovered over the screen, frozen, my breath coming faster. Another message popped up. Unknown: I know things are tense right now. Just wanted you to know I’m not the enemy here. I’m trying to help. Your mom loves you. She’s just stressed about money and wants what’s best for you.

Mom: if you claim you love this girl, then do what would make her happy Me: what if I can't. Mom: what if you can? I sighed Me: should I make you proud? She smiled Mom: at least, for once. Make momma proud by doing the right thing I chuckled quietly

I giggled mom : when you will say that you're in a relationship me : mom do I look too old mom : no princess I wanna know your taste me : I don't have any specific taste mom mom : then me : I want someone to be genuine that's it I don't want anyother things mom : wow my baby girl is grownup now me : mom mom : its true sweety Rio : you always praise her mom : I'm praising you also rio rio : did you ever felt that your son is single here me : lol mom bring a mirror mom : why dear me : to show him that he is a parrot not a human rio : is there anywhere that parrots should be single