Chapter 21

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Hey lovelies. So this is kinda late, but I wrote it on Wednesday but published it today...so I'm still updating on time. Yay! *does happy dance again*. Sorry if this chappy is crappy(hey that rhymed). Enjoy!

Picture on the side==>Roshon fegan as a baby is just so cute.

Leon's POV
I wake up with my head aching like hell. I push myself up from the bed but feel that it's a little lumpy and not soft like my normal mattress.

I quickly check under the covers to see if I'm naked and sure enough, I'm butt naked. I get up and scramble for my underwear. I put it on and drag myself to the desk at the far end of the room. I pick up my phone and check the time. 4 o'clock in the morning.
"Shit!"I curse under my breath. I hate getting up early. I was about to go when something on the desk caught my eye. It was a framed picture of Martha and I when we were dating. Wait why would I have a framed picture of us on my desk
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SHIT!!
This isn't my apartment, this is Martha's apartment!

Oh great Esther is going to kill me. Thank God she's not here.

Yeah, she's probably somewhere in Canada nursing her son that she kept from you!

I just groan and drag myself to the kitchen to see Martha cooking fried eggs and pancakes.
"Hey, sorry if I woke you up, but I decided to make breakfast since I couldn't sleep. I hope pancakes are still your favourite?"

She remembered
"Yeah sure "I say and sit down on the counter. She was wearing some shorts and a gray shirt with flip-flops and her hair in a messy bun. It was nice to see her in something casual other than her slutty dresses.

She hands me a plate of pancakes as we sit and eat in comfortable silence.
When I'm done, she rinses the plates in the sink and comes to sit next to me on the counter.

"We need to talk don't we?" I ask her.
She breathes out a small yes before I start my story.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 09, 2015 ⏰

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