Trying to regain my Don
“Are you here to stay?” Andrew asked, I shook my head. “No, I heard about what happened to Don. So I came to-“ I was interrupted. “Cause problems.” I looked at the staircase and saw his mother. “Not now, mother.” What? I thought he forgot about her. “Go back to your room Andrew!” Andrew nodded and went back into his room. Poor boy. “You! Why are you here!?” She quickly came downstairs? “I came here to see how Don was doing.” She looked down and scoffed. “He's not your husband anymore! You've moved on now, flee!” I didn’t move on. “You’re a lie, I didn’t move on and this is his baby.” I wanted to piss her off. “You dare lie!” She raised her hand and slapped me. “Mother! Enough! I will not allow that!” I chuckled, it doesn’t faze me. “I’m six months pregnant. The last time I saw Don he was o
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