I didn’t respond because I knew it was him. Eventually I got out of my room only because I missed my phone and I missed talking to my daughter. I took my phone where I had left it and he was sitting in the lounge with Ivy laying on his chest. I didn’t say anything
Him: Yolanda
I didn’t respond instead I unlocked my phone and I had a dozen missed calls from Mom and everyone else. I’m sure people were wondering why I’d cancel the wedding the day before the actual wedding. I walked out calling mom
***PC***
Her: Yolanda I have been calling you
Me: hello mom. how are you?
Her: don’t. just don’t start with me Yolanda. What the hell is this?
Me: mom I’m good too thank you and how are you?
I could literally feel Triston’s eyes on me but I told myself I wasn’t going to turn at all
Her: Yolanda
Me: mom please
Her: I told you not to marry this guy to begin with. Miso loves you
Me: yes, mom and I love him just as much but this is something I have to do
Her: I don’t understand what exactly it is you have to do Yolanda. This man is dangerous
Me: I know mom
She sighed
Her: well I’m glad you not marrying this man
Me: I can’t marry him mom. He’s a monster
Her: baby get out of that house and just come home
Me: Mom please
Her: no Yolanda. Miso says he can get you a job at Bess and then you can leave that hospital and be with your family. Don’t you miss your family?
Me: you know I miss them mom. I just want to be with my daughter
Her: then leave that man Yolanda
Me: mom I should go. I’ll see you later yeah?
Her: since I’m here might as well
Me: I love you mom
Her: I love you too baby
***End Of PC***
He cleared his throat and I turned to look at him
Him: so you serious about not going through with the wedding?
Me: yes
Him: what do I have to do for you to marry me Yolanda?
Me: nothing Triston because it will never happen. I would rather die than to marry you. Why am I here Triston? Why are you hell bent on marrying me?
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The Life I never imagined (Complete)
General FictionSo what lengths would a sister be willing to go to help her little sister? Often our parents teach us to protect our younger siblings because when they are gone they are the only family we have left.
