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THIRTY ONE
My luck has clearly run out and my time is up. This is the long-awaited moment of truth that should have taken place ages ago. I pace the lobby nervously waiting on Aliyah to come over so I can talk to her. My palms are sweaty and I’m starting to develop a pounding headache.
I should’ve told Aliyah the truth from day one. It’s bad enough I had anything to do with Romina, but adding in the possibility of Andrew being my son make me certain this relationship could be heading over a cliff.
After a slow breath, fighting my lightheadedness, I look to the glass door. I’ve gone over my speech hundreds of times, but I’m still not mentally or physically prepared for this conversation.
What if she blows up before ending things abruptly?
My heart sinks considering the possibility of never seeing Aliyah again. I’ve had a million chances to tell her the truth and it will serve me right if she does decide to walk out of my life.
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