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I turn my body at the waist to look at my father hoping he would tell her not to leave. Not to leave me. I watch him but all he does is nudge his head for me to get inside.

When I turn back to see my mother one last time, she was gone in the awaiting car. She left me. She was gone.

I followed my father inside the massive house devastated. He gave me a stern, emotionless stare before pushing the door shut behind me with the knocker's distinctive thud.

He reached out and put his hand on my shoulder, gazing at my face as he said,“Don't ever trust a woman with your heart. They will take advantage and then they will abandon you like you meant nothing. Always, remember that.”

After Rubi left her letter, I knew what my father meant was true. I would never forget the way she left me. The way Rubi abandoned me just like my mother.

How quickly they leave by choice because you didn’t matter enough. Their promises broken––only to be rewarded with blinding hate. Whatever they left, is just a reminder of how much you meant to them. A reminder of what happens when you go soft.

“Are you going to put the top down?” Chris asks, as he slides in the passenger seat of my matte black BMW M8 convertible.

I place my gym bag in the back leather seat and slip inside the driver’s side at the same time shutting the door and press the ignition button with my foot on the brake starting the powerful car.

“Didn’t you say you were going to be late and your father was going to go ape shit,” I mock.

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