After I fake smiled at the exiting customers of the grocery store, I entered inside of my vehicle, as if I was the "Grinch" himself, or worse... "Scrooge"...
Abigale entered inside, but I knew, I could tell that she didn't want to talk.
"Mason," I said with my hand on the wheel, "your brother, soon to be my brother-in-law... why am I just now hearing about this guy?"
"It's a complicated story..." Abigale responded to me sweetly, but I didn't care how sweet and soft she was telling me, I was still angry at her...
"Why the hell is it 'complicated', Abby?" I yelled at her.
"There's no need for all of this Lawrence," Abigale said touching my arm as I turned the car on, "I don't think it's the right time to tell you this before our wedding. It is a thing that needs to be discussed after. I don't want you to get upset. I don't want to be stressed out; can we please put it on hold?"
On hold, she wants to put the conversation on hold...
How the hell am I supposed to feel about this for a WHOLE freaking day?
I have a million questions in my head and I can't even freaking ask one...
Why is it so complicated to explain to me about not telling me that she had a brother; there is nothing complicated about that at all!
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Imperfect
RomanceEveryone and everything assumes to be perfect, or that's what people think... "Imperfect" tells the story, an imperfect story, of two imperfect people who are truly in love with each other. Although the years they've been together, will their paren...
