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A month later.....
"So are you ready sis?" Penélope asked her sister
"I am, but I'm not. We've been through so much.... I just wanna be happy, without getting hurt again." She cried.
"It's no turning back now. He loves you I can see it when he looks at you." Penélope assured her sister. They heard a knock on the door.
"Ms. Belrose we're ready for you." The receptionist said.
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"You having fun?" I nodded smiling.
"Have you met my mom." He nodded chuckling afterwards.
"I never notice how much she talks until I held a conversation with her." I smiled bigger.
"She's a smart woman, who raised smart ass kids. Married to a educated black man. Did you know that my father as almost put in jail because my mother couldn't stay away from my father. Her family didn't approve of her dating a African American, but it was mostly my Grandfather, my Grandmother had the sweetest heart ever. She never had hatred towards anyone, and if she did you must've did something really wrong. After a while of getting to know my father he approved and then they had me out of wedlock, which upset my grandfather, but he didn't disown me or anything. You know she and my mother have the same kind of heart. She d-died about 5 months ago from cancer. She was the sweetest person I ever knew." I sighed as warm tears poured out of my eyes. Alex comforted me as my parents came over.
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"Oh let me guess, she got to talking about my mother?" My mother questioned with her accent stronger than before. "I don't why you let yourself get all worked up. Your father and I have to go home and get some rest for tomorrow. Make sure you pray and meditate tonight to calm your nerves mhm?" I nodded
"Goodnight Mary Jane. I love you." My father said as he walked away.
"I love you too." I mumbled
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As my Japanese flutes played in the background, Alex rubbed my feet. At times like this I thank God for having a boyfriend.
