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𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕙𝕤 𝕃𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣

Deano has been so mean to me lately I don't like it he's looking at me he says clean the house do something useful I say I cook I clean and I take care of our son what do you do? He says I keep a roof over your fucking head and food on the fucking table I pay for every fucking thing so shut your fucking mouth and he grabs his keys and he leaves not without slamming the door and it makes Deani cry I kiss his cheeks and I try to calm him I go upstairs and I pack some things for me and him and I leave my phone and credit cards and I walk out and I carry him toward the front and I throw our bag over the gate connect him to me and I get us over the gate and I grab our bag and start walking I withdraw money from a separate account and I catch a cab to the airport and I get a ticket for France and I wait about an hour until they start boarding and I get on and we fly out once everyone is boarded

ℍ𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤 𝕃𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣

I'm riding in a cab to the cabin my grandmother left me nobody knew about it the driver finally pulls up and I pay and grab my bag and groceries and I go in and I place him down in the bed and I clean the cabin and once I'm done I hear Deani crying I go to him and I pick him up and kiss his head and I feed him and he eats and once he's done I burp him and put him to bed and I hold him while he sleeps

𝔸 𝔽𝕖𝕨 𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕃𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣

I'm holding Deani looking up at Deano he says you took my son from me I say you didn't carry him or give birth to him if he's anyone's son he's mine He says your gonna make me hurt you I say leave your not gonna fucking threaten me in front of our son he says I'm not leaving without my wife and son I say I'm not going with you Deano your mean to me he says I'm not fucking mean to you I say yes you are look at what you say to me your barely ever home anymore during the day you come in at 2 am every day is their someone else? He says that's a stupid fucking question I say answer it Deano he says I'm fucking working making money for our next trip your next fucking shopping spree our next dinner date doing the shit we like doing requires money you like being rich? I have to work to fucking keep it that way people try to fucking cross me I gotta make examples I have to torture I have to kill this shit isn't fun nor is it easy and you add to the fucking stress when you pull shit like this go get in the fucking car NOW and stop fucking being childish I'm taking you home I carry Deano out to the car and buckle him into the car seat and I get in and he gets in and he starts the car and he drives without a word

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