Twenty Seven
“Falen?” My eyes lit up for the first time since today, “Robbie! Angel!” “Well, hello, son,” Robbie said with a smile, “I can’t say we didn’t miss you.” “I’m sorry,” I said looking down as Angel sat on the chair and Robbie on the bed. Angel furrowed her eyebrows, “What for?” “I’ve hurt Danielle more than once,” I whispered, “I know how important she is to you guys. She’s like your daughter.” “And you’re like our son,” Angel said softly, “Falen,you pretended to be someone you’re not for your reasons. We can understand that, and Camille can too. The first time you’ve hurt her, well, she had it coming because she knew what you were like even before.” “But you don’t understand,” I argued, “I’ve been in love with from the beginning. I just, I was so scared.” “Well, that is a problem,” R
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