Arabelle
It was a Thursday afternoon, two days had passed since I spoke to dad and as he promised he and mum were here to visit me. This was the second time they ever visited me. It was ways always me who went to visit them. They called being u fair if they ever visited either of their children more than the other. I don't know if I could it unfairness or laziness.
We all sat in the lounge and their stares were on me scrutinising me. Dad was beyond pissed he didn't even bother to hide it. While it was hard to tell how mum felt. She was rooting for Kade, after all, now that I had chosen to marry him she sided with dad so uncool.
I looked stared at a random portrait on the wall. It was a simple flower painting, the artists added so much detail. I had fallen in love with the flower.
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