“You’re betting on the wrong horse, Vivi. Can’t be what you want. What you need. What you fucking deserve.” “What are you so afraid of?” she shouted, startling us both. “This. Hurting you. Failing you.” “So, you’d rather not try because it might not work? That’s your logic?” “If that’s how you want to look at it. I am not who you fucking want. And I don’t need you talking to my sister about what happened between me and my dad. She talked to me today about what you said to her. I don’t want to fucking talk about that shit with Jada, and I don’t need you trying to fix me. You can’t change me. I
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