TWENTY THREE

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TWENTY THREE *** Devonte was worried. His calls had been sent to voicemail. The last time it happened, she wasn't in a good mood. At all. He just hoped it wasn't that bad. He ran his fingers through his already messy hair. He was having thoughts he hated having. Her father had warned her to stay away from him in his face and it bothered him. Maybe she was rethinking their relationship. Maybe she was going to listen to her father. He hated that he was in too deep. He admitted he'd breakdown if they fell apart but a part of him was thinking it's best if they broke up. Aaliyah would probably leave him like Adrienne if she ever witnessed his mental breakdowns. She was acting like she liked him because she hadn't seen it and he was convinced once she did she was going to leave him. He ha

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