Consequences (Jahseh Onfroy Love Story)
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"It's not the right time to tell her" He said.
I rolled my eyes and scoffed "well when the hell do you plan on telling my mother ? It's not fair to her or to me!!!"
He sighed.
"Look I'll break the news to her tonight, alright I Promise."
It made me feel bad on what my mothers reaction was gonna be, considering the fact that I am her first born and we're so close.
But she deserves to know.
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