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“Just that I’d never let you fight alone.”
Overhead, stars. A half-moon. Mia would know these constellations. Slap. She said she’d go to dinner with me. Slap. I thought she liked me. Slap. I liked her. Slap. I could have seen myself loving her. Slap. She left.
😭
“Just curious,” he drawls. “How long were you planning to jerk him around, Mia?”
“Sebastian is my son,” Richard says. His tone is mild, but I don’t miss the way his eyes flash. “I have three sons.”
Damn straight
“Well,” she starts, flipping through her notebook. “When I did some digging, I did find . . . some belief that your father may have been driving under the influence at the time of the accident.”
EXCUSE ME????
“Have you thought about what your father would think?” “He’s dead,” I snap. “I don’t know what he would think.”
Girllllllll shut up
“You lit up, just now,” she says. “She must mean a lot to you.”
🥰
My heart beats a little faster as his words sink in. “I was already planning on going, actually.”
Awww
He takes my face in his hands and presses a kiss to my lips. “Thank you. I’ll leave a jersey out for you.” I blink as he steps back. “You’re that excited?” “Excited? I feel like I could go out and hit a fucking grand slam.”
“God,” one of them says as she tries to lock the stall. “He’s so hot, I just want to lick him.” “I know!” the other says. “Why won’t this fucking—there we go. And he’s a Callahan. Well, kind of. Close enough, right?” “If I can’t have the dad, I’ll take him.” Both burst into laughter. Penny raises her eyebrows at me. “Richard?” she mouths. “Oh my God.”
Lmfao 🤣
“Nooo,” says the other. “This is so tragic.” “Stop talking about my fucking man.” I pause. “And his dad. That’s extra weird.”
EXTRA weird
“This is about me realizing that my sister is an ungrateful liar.”
Biiiiiitch
What was a crushing blow to me was nothing to her.
😭😭😭😭😭
“You’re part of that family,” he whispers.
♥️
A future without her is no future at all.
S— Thank you for everything. Please know that I do believe in you. You’re going to make a wonderful chef. I’m sorry for this. It was so easy to love you. Goodbye, M P.S. We were always friends.
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
“Danielle would be so excited,” she says. “She loved cooking so much.” “She did,” he says. There’s a faraway look in his eyes. “Remember the time Jake surprised her with that gigantic turkey for Thanksgiving?”
♥️🥰
I look at the crowd and nearly knock over the microphone. My family is sitting in the first row. Giana. Mom, Dad, and Nana. Penny is at the end of the row next to my sister, beaming.
😭♥️
