I went downstairs after my day dreaming inside my closet. Just kidding..
I'm now wearing a red dress. As I go down everyone in the house is looking at me.
"Is there something wrong with you guys or is there something wrong with my face today?" I asked them with my eyebrow raised.
"Nothing Jenny. You're just so beautiful today baby." Lucas stated. Why did he called me baby, my dad's gonna think that he's my boyfriend and he really is.
Suddenly my Dad already raised his eyebrow. I went towards him and kiss his cheeks to say goodbye.
"Jenny?" He asked in low tone voice.
"yes daddy." I felt guilty when I answered him joyfully.
"Is he your boyfriend?" He questioned in sarcasm. I nodded and he whispered phrases on my left ear.
"Why him? He looks like a play boy. He's not worthy for your love." My smile faded away. I don't wanna look into my dad's eye.
" I LOVE HIM. That's why dad. He's my boyfriend for three years dad." I whispered.
My dad shook his head and turned away.
"Let's go. Luke." we went out of the house.
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My Broken Heart and His Fake Heart (short story English)completed.
Romansastory of love. COMPLETED :)) (ieedit ko po ito pag nagkatime ako. Pasensya na sa mali maling high school english ko. Super tagal na kasi nito.)
