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“What’s your name?” I asked. She sighed. “Deanna Danielle Tripp.” “And who are you?” “The daughter of a king.” “And that means you’ll grow to be what?” “A queen.” “Do queens tip their crowns?” “No.”
“I am strong. I am beautiful. I am kind. I am intelligent. I am important.” “Tell me four things you love about yourself.” “I’m a straight-A student. I’m creative. I’m a good cook. I’m organized.” I smiled. “Now, tell me three things I love about you.” “My laugh. My smile. My hugs.” “Two things I always tell you.” “You love me and you’re lucky to be my daddy.” “Last thing… Who has the power to make you feel bad about yourself?” “Nobody.”
“I want to know you. Everything from your favorite color to what makes your mind wander at night. I wanna know what makes you happy, what makes you sad. I want to know what you need that you haven’t gotten from anybody else.”
“I’m a gentleman, Ms. Hilton. I open doors. I pull out chairs. I treat you like a lady until it’s time to be otherwise. You feel me?”
“We can behave like adults, or we can behave like animals. I know what I’m capable of, but you don’t. Fuck with me or don’t fuck with me. But don’t ever fuckin’ play with me.”
“The kids—” “Respectfully, fuck them kids right now.”
He opened his arms to me, and I fell into his chest, crying profusely. He held me tightly as he gently stroked my back and whispered reassuringly. “I’ve got you.” “I’m right here.” “Let me have it, I’ll carry it for you.”
“There are children here,” I heard a woman say in the background. Amara’s head tilted down. “And? They know what ass is. I’m sure little Timmy here says worse than that. What’s your favorite swear, Timmy?”
Lmaooooo
“She’s a person and her feelings matter. The problem is you don’t think they do. Children deserve apologies from adults too.
“That’s what you are supposed to do. You don’t stop dating the person you’re with after you get them. Don’t ever get that comfortable. As hard as a man works to get you, he needs to work just as hard to keep you, baby.”
“I love that for you. You deserve to build that family you didn’t have.”
Sometimes, letting people know where they had you fucked up was freeing in itself.
