All That Glitters Is My StepDad.
“Sister, you are speaking like you had a lot of trauma, past experience back there.”
I met her gaze, a wry smile tugging at my lips. “I promise you, Yonda, you do not want to know what this girl has been into. Like, I'm fucked. When I mean fucked... like fucked times a hundred.”
We both burst into laughter, the kind that made our shoulders shake and tears pricked at the corners of our eyes. The raw honesty hung between us, but it felt safe, freeing.
“Well, I think the most fucked person here right now is me,” Yonda said between giggles, “because I’m literally getting married to a man I don’t love.”
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