Blood , sweat and tears

Blood , sweat and tears

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you and your family was going good until on day you were about 7 years old and your dad decided to cheat on your mom and you over hear them aurging and you fount out that he has been cheating on your mom for 5 years now he also has 3 kids and they are all around your age and you where as broken as your mom was after they slipt your dad moved to LA with his new family and you and your mom stayed in chicago and your mom got very depressed from the split and she started to drink and smoke this caused you to grow up very fast and you started to take on stronge responsibilities hope you enjoy my book ect notes (this is a YN Story )
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"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

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