u
and when I graduated, I decided that I would do
hing degree and joined a gym where I worked
als on how to do my hair a
ome someone who wasn't that mis
cool, confident, elegant
longer be teacher and student. We would be equals, which would make it possible for us to be together, but a
go home and meet the man who would soon be my stepfa
ip to complete, and had so many assignments I di
my life, and now here I was watching my mother and the man that I loved for eight
ngle worst day of my own, and I couldn't even go home and lick my w
he two and look down at the gla
ul, I grab it and then swallow the liquid within in one gulp and
and wait until the string quartet that sits in the corner s
ognize as my mother's colleague murmur
y are." Ano
for being able to bag s
happy couple as they move along the dance floor until the son
appy couple as they dance to a pop tune, and when another waiter approaches m
tarting to feel my emoti
, miss." The waiter te
r," I c
he moves away, I hold it up in front
the contents of my glass, until hands grab m
I lift my gaze to hers. "Wh
ust to the side of her, and I fi
dable look, and I can't help but
efore the wedding, and you waited so long to come home that neither
e
she could know that because she
is my dau
ing me. "Ah, so that's
n his eyes, and I find myself wishing that
meroom class eight
it different back then, so it is underst
mm
ike torture. Not only because they were together, but also because my
been away at college studying to become a teacher! When I asked her what sparked that decis
that she was a bit tipsy. "You don
rdly. Please take
o miserable when it was time to get up and go in the mornings, but then one day i
ial day. You shouldn't waste it telling such s
y mother's hands while Mr. Owens stare
the bride and groom da
But I didn't think that you would be up for
toward the dance floor. "I'm sorry, Leo, I mean Mr.
comes to life just from the sight.
le hoping that the rest of the evening would go by quickly so I
g the dance floor with my mother, she d

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