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Next Day
The following day Winwin and I ended up speaking to his parents about our history. They were truly devastated and I understand. This isn't what they wanted for their son. Their then eighteen-year-old high school son got a then twenty-three-year-old woman pregnant and not even knowing about it until two years later.
I have some fault to this. I never said anything from the month that I've been here. I could have but never did until I got found out by Winwin yesterday. I feel for Mr. and Mrs. Dong. I let them think I was this trustworthy person and... I let them down.
Right now I'm sitting patiently on the couch while Winwin is speaking alone to his parents in their office. They've been yelling at each other for the past hour. God, this all could have been prevented if... no... I told him I wouldn't bring his age up anymore.
The door finally creeks open and Winwin walks out with his head down. I stood up and walked towards him.
"So... what happened?" I ask, folding my arms.
"A whole lecture about life." Winwin rubs the back of his neck. He looks up at me. "They want to speak to you... alone," he sighs.
Not sure what more they have to say... I thought we spoke about everything we needed to talk about earlier today. Then again, they pretty much just sat there in silence while I did most of the talking.
I nod my head. "Okay, I'll talk to them."
Winwin placed his hands on my shoulders. "If they disrespect you in any way then leave. We'll leave. Together."
I slowly nod my head again before he releases me. I open the door to their office and walked in. Mrs. Dong was sitting next to an empty chair while Mr. Dong was sitting in his big chair. I stood by the empty chair.
"Take a seat," Mr. Dong said.
I took a seat next to Mrs. Dong. I'm so nervous and them staring at me isn't helping at all.
"So that daughter of yours... is my sons?" Mr. Dong finally spoke. "And it happened two years ago?"
"Yes, about two years ago..."
"And how did you meet my son again?" Mr. Dong asked.
"A dating website," I replied before he looked away in disappointment. "I would charge people... mostly men... to hang out... with me."
Mrs. Dong shot her eyes up. "So you tricked my son?"
I rapidly shook my head. "No! It's something they consent to. I don't force anyone."
"So why would you allow my eighteen-year-old son who is still in high school son to participate in that? You were twenty- three... do you know how disgusting that is?"
