This is f*****g messed up? Why is life so unfair?
"So how are you and Ryan,' I heard my mom asking. Why was she asking such a sensitive question?
"Ummm...it's just that...that's...hen...how do I put this…"
"Are you fighting with him,' she asked.
"No! No, I'm not fighting with him. We are okay,' she forced out a smile.
"YOU are not being honest with me,'
"What do you mean,' she pretended to ask.
"You've not been to my house for almost a year with him. You always come alone and he does the same thing as well and when I ask him about it, he's always like, we are fine and good. He's not been honest with me and I know it, he always avoids me when I ask him about it. So I decided to ask you since you will be honest with me,' she said.
She knew something was going on between them. Her ins
