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<div style="text-align: justify; font-family:trebuchet ms; letter-spacing:0px;font-size:7px;line-height: 85%">i know you gon' forgive me for the dumb shit i did. you know i'm gon' forgive you for the dumb shit you did. one love, one heart, but we need new friends. i could do better. you could do better too. but i don't want better, cause i'm only better with you. and you could do better, i could do better too. but i don't need better. it's only get better with you. </div>
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She thought, but when he walked away, Nahla knew she was in for it. "Haylie, go help your father pick out a suit,"
Mrs. Greene remarked, and Nahla tilted her head, nodding at Haylie before her daughter was away from the brewing storm as well. Nahla stared at her mother, and her mother stared right back, leaving a spark of confrontation right on the horizion. "I'm assuming the two of you are back together?"
She asked, and Nahla nodded. "Yes,"
She said, and the silence ensued again. "Kai,"
Her father managed to speak, but the woman held up a hand, before she stepped to her daughter, squinting her eyes slightly.
<p>"Don't you think perhaps...this is a bit sudden? Misguided, even?"
She asked, and Nahla rolled her eyes, crossing her arms and sinking her shoulders, in a perfect position to shut down and stop listening to what the woman was saying. "Why do you care?"
She asked, and Kai sighed, before rubbing her forehead slowly. "Do I have to explain? The arguments? The cheating? The nights I've had to come over and keep both of you from being charged for assault?"
She asked, and Nahla sighed, running her hands through her hair. "That was then,"
Nahla replied, and Kai nodded. "History only repeats itself. I'm trying to help you. That...thug, will only bring you down farther."
Nahla almost lost herself in her emotions, and she backed away from her parents. "Look...I'm not doing this with you today, or any other day. Don't come around me with that bullshit anymore, okay?" "Nahla-"
Her father was trying to speak, but Nahla put a hand up, shaking her head. "I don't wanna hear it."
She shook her head. "Not gonna do it. You don't have to like it, but what you're not going to do, is this extra bullshit in front of my child. You're not. So you come around when you get your act together."
She said, walking away from them, mumbling a few choice words in Japanese before she returned to Julian's side. "...Find anything yet?"
She asked, rubbing her forehead.
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