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------------ Los Angeles, California
------------------ Same morning( Lily’s hospital)
" Faryah, we made you hot chicken soup with some veggies" Sophia called immediately she walked into my room with me behind her. I couldn't take my eyes off Faryah, she was so beautiful even though she had lost some weight that was still keeping her alive. She had no flesh in her. Mother gave me the recipe for her chicken soup, and I made it for her. There was something in it that made it different from other chicken soups out there. She was going to come over to see Faryah later. Brandon and GrandPa were still handling the office, I was going there later too. I missed work for the first time. Pamela wanted to keep Faryah company, it was awkward but we could manage.
" Well hey, Khalid's the one that actually made everything for you this morning, he couldn't stop talking about you" Sophia blurted as I smacked her head w
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Faryah 29
------------- Los Angeles, California.------------------- Same afternoon( Olyster residence)." What the hell are you doing here?" I heard Khalid snap as he got up from beside me. He looked extremely angry. " I only came to talk to you and your mother" His voice was still the same. The situation was too intense for me to break down right now. He was Khalid's father. My Husband's Father." Talk?, Man I told you to stay away from us" I heard Khalid rage again as I saw him punch his Father to the ground. Deep down in me, I wanted to join him and beat him too. But I was going to make matters worse. Khalid didn't need to know. I was only going to be making matters worse. " Khalid" Sophia screeched as she rushed further to him. I couldn't move from where I stood. I wanted to move but I just couldn't." Just listen to me " Khalid's Father said again and I finally moved closer as he pushed
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