{NYRA}
“Your father and I have great news for you.”
That announcement was supposed to make me squeal and burst out in happiness. But no— it didn't.
Every word from them sounded like a missile bomb. That would slow down your recovery journey.
I wasn't so trusting of their words anymore. But I played along, just in case it was gonna leave me damaged.
“Oh really?” I gave a lopsided smile as I dived into my meal. My tummy was slightly filled with the perfume of deceit lurking in the air.
“Wow! Is that a new lipstick?”
That was my mother, trying to strike a hearty conversation, and I began to wonder— where on earth was this coming from?
I arched my brows, a frown escaping my face. “Of course, Mom. What do you think?”
She noticed the sarcastic expression on my face. But I really
