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Jesse "Tristan, I'm nervous..." "I know, I can see it. You're literally shaking, " Tristan said, his eyes still not leaving the road. "You're not helping," I pouted at him. Tristan looked at me before he slowed and stopped the car at the roadside. He turned towards me and took my hand in his, " Babe, I've said this before and I'll say it again, nothing's gonna go wrong, okay? I'm with you. If they don't accept you, that means they don't accept me too and I'll never stay in a place where my existence isn't tolerated." He kissed my hand. "But they're your family... " "Family isn't decided by blood. They are people who love you for who you are... They'll support you, be there for you in your best and worst moments. And if they don't, then they're not your real family." Tristan smi
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