“Period,” I said. “You’re...”“Omigod ... you’re right. I’m PMSing.”“You’re a little more sensitive,” I said. “I am, too. You... dad knows...”“But ... I’m okay here, right?”“Not gonna abandon my daughter. I already said that,” I giggled.So Friday after school, I picked up Deena and her friend Emily. Since I was only two years ahead of them, leaving behind me the same school they were currently attending, we talked about some of the teachers and the facilities and such. We went to our house, waited. All it would lead to was excuses and anger. So, I took out my phone, trying to unlock it through my blurry vision. I wiped the tears from my eyes, positioned the camera through the window, and started recording.I stifled my crying as I recorded the scene. I couldn't even look at it. After a minute or so, I thought I had seen quite enough so I turned around and went home.I waited all day to see if he would text me, and he didn't. Finally, at 10:30pm, I received a text.D: Thank you for letting. More

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