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FREYA "Yeah. He got her a dope ass ring.” “I can understand that, I’m in the same predicament actually…” What are the f*****g odds? I wondered as I glanced at Jayden…Blackwood? “So, which is it you’re getting mom or dad?” I'd asked innocently. “I don’t want to talk about it,” He'd replied and I didn't miss the tick of his jaw, when he said those words. A SORE SUBJECT THEN. I'd thought. But I should have known better. A whiplash of memories assail me as I realize that Jayden’s father is my mother’s fiancé. The rich romantic that got her the diamond ring she has on her left hand. The same ring she’s been fiddling since we got to the restaurant. I cannot tell if it is from the nerves of meeting her fiancé’s son or just pure obsession. Whichever it is, I am absolutely sure no one on our