Enjoy my babies. I've been enjoying this book so far, especially writing it.
It's chilled and really laid back unlike book 1. You see, Giselle Monét is much different lol.
I love it!Any ways, happy reading loves ❤️
Giselle Monét
"Damn these bags are heavy!" I complained, pushing them over towards my door.I had finished the last of my packing and I honestly just wanted to rest and take a nap.
Earlier, I quit Red Lobster because of course I would be leaving. They even congratulated me on my acceptance into Juilliard by providing me with a free meal and ice cream.
There's only 3 more days until I'm off living in New York. I was beyond excited.
Though I would be leaving behind the ones I loved, I was ready to start fresh.
Earlier this week, Princeton and I decided that we would just leave together at the same time.My classes began on the 13th and his began on the 15th.
I had nearly 5 full bags and it was ridiculous.
Hearing a slight knock at my room door, I allowed for whoever it was to come inside.
Turning down the music on my phone, I looked over to see my dad.
He smiled slightly. "May I sit and talk to you for a minute?" He asked.
I completely cut my music off, nodding my head. I took a seat next to him on my King sized bed and placed my hands in my lap.
He cleared his throat, not saying anything for a while.
"I want to first say I'm proud of you. Though I don't tell you a lot, I want to let you know that your father is definitely proud of you."
I nodded, not knowing what to say. "I'm sorry Giselle Monét. And I know you probably, or you most likely don't want to hear what I have to say, but I'm reaching down from the bottom of my heart and telling you that I'm deeply sorry."
"Last night, God spoke to me and he told me that I needed to make it right. I'm your father. I'm supposed to be the first male in your life to make the greatest impression ever on you. I'm putting my pride aside and I'm simply stating that I failed to do so."
I fumbled with my fingers, managing to stare into his eyes and focus on what he was telling me. I knew deep down my dad was sorry and I did forgive him.
"Look? I know I've cheated on your mother and I know you're probably wondering who in the hell would ever cheat on such a beautiful woman and kind hearted soul such as her?"
Hell yeah, I thought.
"I was stupid Giselle. I was hurting her, but mainly I was hurting you. My own daughter and though it's hard to believe, I was shattered completely and I couldn't do anything to build myself back up. For the grace of God, your mom gave me another chance and though she shouldn't have... everything happens for a reason. Don't even let a man value you any less than what you are worth."
I rarely cried, but tears were slowly cascading down my face. I hugged him tightly and he did the same. Kissing me softly on my forehead, he rocked us back and forth. "I love you okay?"
I nodded. "I love you too."
We talked a little while longer about any other dorm room necessities and he even gave me tips about living life out on my own. Though I'll be okay, the extra encouragement was needed.
"Giselle are you okay?" My mom asked as I joined her at the table. My dad was out doing business, so my mom and I decided to have dinner with one another.
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Providing a Good Deed 2
General FictionThe apple doesn't fall too far from the tree now does it? Let's move on to the next generation, the generation of Giselle Monét Jones