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Chapter Twenty-Five
Dylan Shit. s**t. s**t! I couldn't let her meet my f*****g parents. Hell, even I haven't seen them in years. Besides, I already know how it's going to go. My mom will immediately give Riley the cold shoulder, and my dad will pretend to be interested for his own amusement purposes. When mom tells him that she is over it, he will push Riley aside, and they will both treat her like s**t. I won't have that. My parents will not disrespect her, not one bit. At the same time, I wondered if meeting my parents really was a stipulation for her saying yes to marrying me. The only way to even speak to my parents now was through Amora. I haven't been in contact with them for so long that I don't even have their numbers anymore. It wasn't just theirs, but I haven't spoken with my brothers in about
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