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After spending the rest of my day with Quincy, I went back home to rest. The ride back home was me basically trying to get my story straight. I thought of many lies that I could tell to Fabian, especially since his driver dropped me at Quincy's house, but he didn't say anything, he asked no questions and it was very easy for me to let it die too. I wanted to call Tricia and let her know all about what happened. I didn't know how to deal with this new information that I got, about Fabian and about Quincy, but at after some time I decided not to, I was feeling quite guilty to always be asking Tricia for everything. She was already taking care of my child, I didn't want to burden her with more. I didn't have anyone else that I could ask, though.
I was still thinking about what I could d
