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"Don't be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart." -Roy T. Bennett

Mel🌺

Mel🌺

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4 Months Later...

Christmas Day

It's Christmas... a very bad one. I can't believe my period came on to me yesterday on Christmas eve. Damn this period. Also can't believe it's been a year since Trey and I met and became best friends and it has been 7 months since I met the girls and became besties; time goes by real fast while you're having' fun, am I right?

I should probably get up since probably is in the living room around the Christmas tree, ready to unwrap the presents. But damn my back and my stomach hurts so dang much if only I had help.

Lisa: "Morning, Merry Christmas sis, how are you feelin'?"

"Merry Christmas Grace, A lot worser than yesterday; is everyone up already?"

Lisa: "Yeah, we're just waiting for you, but I guess you won't be able to come down since you're in so much pain. I'm sorry, Mel."

"It's okay, it's not your fault. I can unwrap my gifts in my music room, do you mind bringing my breakfast in there as well?" Imma go wash up."

Lisa: "Sure, you think you can get up outta bed by yourself with no help?"

"Yeah, I think I can, thanks for asking."

After Lisa left my room, with effort, I managed to get outta bed. I did my daily morning prayer, read the verse of the day, then went to my bathroom and prepared myself to take a nice warm shower.

While I was showering, I couldn't stop to think about what the girls were talking about Trey and me, it was all I could think about all last night...

Flashback~

Gina: "Millie, can I ask you somethin'?"

"Sure, what's up?"

Gina: "What's up with you and Trey?"

"Nothing is going is on with Trey and me, why you ask?"

Nina: "Well, we don't if you've been noticin' or not but... Trey is interested in you."

"What do you mean by that?"

Naija: "How do I put this...um... he likes you."

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