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I finally made it to my dorm, and Kevin waved.
“Hey!”
He was half Russian, dark features, tall.
“That guy was the man on the computer.”
“He is your uncle?”
Kevin spoke, I nodded. “Yeah, but we’re not
anything anymore.”
<
Kevin didn’t ask. He walked me around the
campus.
Kevin was an orphan, too, but his parents
were old.
“People said my mom and dad were the same
age as my grandparents.”
“They don’t know they saved me from a
broken home.”
He said it was easy to have feelings for
someone that raised you.
I thought of Michael and felt ashamed.
He continued. “It’s the parents that cause the
issues, not the kids.”
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I thought about it.
Until Lynn and Michael announced their
wedding.
He stood outside my dorm.
Lynn was there.
My roommates wanted to take photos of him.
My phone was ringing, it was him.
I didn’t understand.
He didn’t want me, but chased me.
I went to class.
<
Kevin stood in front of me. “What do you
want? I’m her boyfriend.”
Michael grabbed me.
I went to the side and Kevin went to go grab
us seats.
He held my hands. “Say the word, I’ll call off
the wedding.”
I laughed. “I can’t tell you what to do.”
If he had done this months ago, I would have
been thrilled.
I was disgusted.
I didn’t love him.
“Your fiance is waiting.”
He looked sad.
“Hayley, you said you loved me!”
“Why don’t you care? What am I to you?”
I looked at him.
“You’ll always be my Uncle Michael.”
He yelled. “I won’t marry her! She got me
drunk! The kid isn’t mine!”
I walked forward, and my new phone vibrated.
It was a photo.
A family photo of Lynn, Michael, and a little
<
girl.
It was me.
Lynn looked like my mom.
It said, “Do you think I look like your mom?
You look like her. Michael was obsessed with
her. Will you still love him if he wanted your
mother?”
Michael pulled me. “Hayley, I didn’t
understand. I always liked you. Don’t go.”
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