It was when he got on his knees that I lost my temper.
I told him to stop making a fool of himself as I pulled on
his shoulder to force him to stand.
“One last thing, please, Maria, please let me speak!”
I should have walked away, I should have turned on my heel
and left him there. But no, I had to let him speak, I had to let him try one
last time to force his way back into my life after I’d dumped his cheating ass.
“What?”
“She’s my sister!”
That just made it much worse.
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