Not my Type

Epilogue

Not My Tipe 

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Epilogue:

"Tori, I know you will do the right thing. I wish your father were here to see you," says my mother with crystal green eyes.

"I love you so much mom" I hug her, "don't worry about me, okay?" She pulls me away a little and takes me from my shoulders.

"I am your mother, I will worry about you every day of my life. But I promise you not to be like the other mothers who call every 5 seconds of the day. I will call you once a month. Like your father." I seat and she hugs me again.

"Once a month I will wait for your call. I promise you," I whisper in my ear.

"Well, it's time for you to go, honey." I walk away from her and take my bags.

"See you later, Miss Reed." My housekeeper tells me, Brigite.

"Thanks Brigite." I make a hand gesture.

Brigite is the only employee who stayed with us after the family crisis we suffered before the summer. To have a fence that had 2 hectares of all this town, now I have a modest house with two floors, I do not complain it is spacious and to be honest I like this house more than the other. The taxi picked me up outside my little garden with pretty pink roses, my mom's favorites.

I hope she is fine with Brigite, just as I hope my dad is fine.

I can't let you down again, I don't want to be the capricious girl who believed herself superior to everyone in school just for having more money.

I need to fend for myself, my family has already paid enough to pay for my career and my last name also for appearing in any donation to the university. Being away from home will not be so bad, on the contrary. I feel that I can improve myself as a person and form a new reputation, I will change and try to mature what does not mature in high school. No distractions for this new stage of my life.