Hiyacinth

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“Like the gang you were in right? So you couldn’t just leave it? Or come with us. It was worth more than your family?” At this point my voice was raising slightly. I wanted the truth not a hug or to for him to tell me he thought about me all these years.

He squinted his eyebrows together leaning back in his chair analyzing me. Yeap exactly I have the same bluntness that he did, he seemed to now notice. I don’t jump over shit like Tiffany had a habit of. Which is the main reason why we argued so much as it was.

I nodded my head in understanding as Anterio briefly explained. I cared, don't get me wrong, but if I had to choose my priority I wouldn’t have chosen that. So I’m the moment of him telling me to be honest I could care the hell less who that man was.

“Why have you never tried to contact us?”

“I have been speaking with…”