Alaia
“To start, I want you to come with me to the UK,” my father requested, but I remained silent, trying to process everything. I don't know how to feel. My parents are wonderful, and although I don't like lies, I know they wouldn't do anything to hurt me. I have no complaints about my life and their role as parents. “I shouldn't have hidden it for so long, Ali, but I didn't know how you were going to take it. I wanted to tell you when you became a woman, but something stopped me.” My mother looked distressed; it must be because I hadn't said a single word.
“It's okay, Mom. I think this was the best time to learn the truth.” That was how I felt. Leaving the country is better than moving to Chicago. I just want to start a new life far from the Garnetts, far from everything.
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