The morning arrived quickly. Steven was having the children. It was Christmas. The Saturday, he received a phone call from Chris, Tamara's father, "Steven, since you have been considered family for a while now, I'm going to let you stay in the house until the end of the month, but in the new year you need to be out," he didn't intend on holding a long back and forth conversation.
"Yes, sir," he said in despair. Steven hadn't thought about moving again, and he knew that he could never afford the rental on this property.
Later in the morning, he tried contacting Tamara. She eventually answered her phone. "Steven, we are finished. I am finished. Everything I have done has been to my own detriment or demise. I was ousted from the family. I have nothing. We would never have worked. I only fel
