*Omario POV*
Two weeks later, my parents and I having breakfast. It feels like we are a family for once in my entire life.
“This is nice. You two like this,”I say with a huge grin. I am twenty-two years old, I have seen too much of dad’s cruelty to be naive but I would still love yearn for a good, normal and loving family.
“You mean me not getting any?”dad sneers. I guess he does not feel the same.
“Get over it and no one is stopping you from getting a divorce!” mom snaps while glaring at him.
He complains about not sleeping around like it’s his basic human right and mom does not take his crap these days.
“You have mom,” I suggest. Surely this can’t be too bad considering they both spent half the morning in bed together.
“The s*x is great but your mom is too weak! Her goodnes
