Arkin
I was sitting on the couch with my head down knotting my fingers as if I was a three year old who got caught with his hand on the cookie jar all the while my boyfriend sitting beside smiling as if he’d got paparazzi taking snaps of him for magazines.
I tried to heave as quietly as possible as I saw manicured toe nails on a cream colored stilettos prancing by my eyes.
I closed my eyes and groaned before I looked up and saw my father sitting on the chair in front of me.
My younger sister beside him and my mother, towering over me with her un amused face.
Saddie’s beautiful and successful wedding ceremony just ended and we were preparing for the after party when Fico and I got to be excused from it courtesy of my mother.
I mentally smacked myself.
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