Without saying a word, He pulled mom's hand away before making his way into the room...Mom sighed
I badly want to know what happened "Mom?"
"Isabel not now please" Mom closed her eyes tightly before going upstairs
I nodded my head
Well, you know what? This really sucks...i went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast
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"You need something?" Tasha asked arranging her clothes
"Yeah" He stared at her movements
"And that is?" She asked again not even sparing him a glance
"Are you still mad at me? uhhhh, what a question..."
"Michael, what are you saying?"
"You know what i am saying, Tasha"
"It's been 20 years, the best thing to do is to not talk about it"
"Till when?" He asked "Till when do you keep wanting not to talk about it? Till when Tasha?, this was the same thing you said 20 years ago..I..I thought you would be more matured now and let's act like adult, ignoring it is not taking us anywhere"
Tasha stopped her actions looking up at him "So everything is my fault now?"
"I.. "
"No Michael, who pushed me away when all I wanted was for us to be together...you!!, who kept blaming me for having another man's child...you!!, who neglected me when all I wanted was you by my side...still you!!, it was all you Michael, you hurted me and now you are saying act like adults?, To hell with acting like adults or being matured!!!" Tahsa busted angrily
"It wasn't my fault"
"It wasn't your fault?" Tasha scoffed "Really?, so whose fault was it? Tell me Michael, whose?"
He stayed silent...while Tasha kept trying to force back her tears, he was supposed to be the father of her child but what did he do? He screwed everything!! But still...ohh...damn you heart, all she wants to do right now is hug him tightly, telling him how much she has missed him but he...Tasha pulled her hair annoyed...this man...