When Naomi heard that, her tears dropped like pearls from a broken necklace.She clasped her heart in pain, turned around, and ran without looking back.
Francisco saw her disappear from the door, and his heart suddenly ached.
The feelings that he was suppressing made his face twitch.
Samantha couldn’t hold it in any longer, so she walked into the room.
"How could you do that!?" He was surprised.
"Mom—"
"Samantha—"
Kennedy tried to stop her, but it was too late.
Francisco’s face turned after the slap, but he kept quiet.
Samantha took a deep breath and spoke when she calmed down.
"I think you have feelings for the girl, and sending her away hurts you.What made you do that? Why can’t you deal with the issue together?"
He looked down and replied after a moment, "Mom, let me deal with it."
"Let you deal with it? Do you think I’d care if you weren’t my son? Alright, I’ll let you be." Samantha pointed at him.
"You did this to yourself.Now live with it."
She was worried about her son, but after seeing what happened, she didn’t feel like getting involved with her useless son.
Kennedy helplessly looked at Francisco, then turned around and followed her.
The room was back to being quiet.
Francisco put his hand to his forehead and mumbled, "I’m sorry."
Naomi sat at the bus stop sadly and stared at the people and cars passing by.Her heart felt empty as if there was a hole in the middle.
‘Let’s just break up"
That sentence stabbed her in her heart and took that part of her heart away.It would never be whole anymore.
Naomi didn’t understand why relationships were so complicated.
If he didn’t like her, why had he kissed her? Unfortunately, she would never get an answer to all those questions.
Everything had come to an end.
A car stopped in front of her, and the window slowly rolled down.
Naomi was startled.
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