Anjola
Despite Diablo's warning, I still tried to contact my dad. The call never went through making me sure Diablo wasn't joking. I wondered if he rigged the phone or maybe forced my father to switch his line. My father wasn't on any social media platform. His motto was if they weren't making you money, You drop them. I had only minutes to spare before dinner so I decided to stalk people online. There were many notifications from well-wishers desiring the best for me in my marriage. I had spoken to most of them and the epistles they sent made it seem like we were really close. If only they knew. I dropped my phone on the dresser and headed downstairs for another bout of awkwardness with Diablo. As I made my way to the dining room, I heard a hushed conversation that Diablo was having with
