Secrets of the Millionaire's Mind

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table, and inconsolable. She hasn't wanted to do anything since she found out that Dad slept with another woman. When I found out, I was paralyzed. I couldn't understand how the man who gave me life had cheated on Mom. I us

never goes perfectly. And I think he's right, now I believe it. Since they decided to divorce, my father has been packing up everything he's taking with him. The money is his. My mother doesn't work; she

. I think the decision Mom made was the right one. It's like she's paying for what he did, to erase it, or maybe to compensate for his mistake. But sleeping with

do it yourself," I said curtly and

y talking and sharing anecdotes. He told me about one of his exes who is a bit crazy. Whenever he has a soccer match, she goes to see him and starts screaming as

o alone, and the screams of the girl next to me were tormenting me. I thought it was someone else; I hadn't stopped to look at her. But when I saw her clearly,

that she loved him, that love was like that, and there was nothing I could do to interfere in their romance. That night, I ended up with the milkshake all over

e even insinuated that he and I were together, at least, no one sitting there knew anyone, it would ha

t he was strange, but if I think about it, he must have thought and believed that I was strange too. My hair is wavy and copper-colored, I have green eyes, and I'm as pale as paper. It's not just that. My eccentricity start

ing the summer vacation, I managed to get a part-time job that allows me to help my parents pay the bills. Mom is unstable, and inconsolable. She hasn't wanted to do anything ever since she found out that Dad slept with another woman. When I found out, I was paralyzed. I couldn't un

t; none of the spoiled kids who inhabit those facilities have any idea what it's like to work late and come home tired. If they want something, they get

ut her house because I didn't want to seem interested, nor did I want her to hate me for my comment. On that same day, she asked if I was hungry after seeing me writing an essay for more than three hours, which, of course, she wouldn't do. She said she would pay for it and told me to consider it as a t

don't have money, why did you order a pizza?" I asked, and she shrugged in response, sayin

cially. My mother, married to a millionaire, had attitudes that I hated, that I detested many times. When she saw people o

h nothing, that's what we both see, that we have been left with nothing. I know that Dad will continue to pay for my university; he promi

my mother the money I earned this month at the pizzeria. What had she done with

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he complained. "What are

idge," I shouted angrily. My mother shook her head and s

bed. "Your father

ht, Mom? So go and get a job. I'll

e he was looking for the last things he has left here. It wouldn't be bad if he took everyth

alize that it was not a bad dream. My father stopped when

mething

od in the frid

go right now, leave everything i

essary; Mom h

e urge to cry. He let go of me and put his f

cience, Dad, but that won't change anyt

ed, not fully under

who made you aba

ent near your university so that I can be close to

sses because "their boss" has called them. It's not as simple as that; none of the spoiled kids who inhabit those premises have any idea what it's like to work late and come home tire

ichest guy in the college. He's handsome, with black eyes that penetrate you like the night. We've only exchanged wor

a glance, but I couldn't see anything. So, I started running. I felt the footsteps running behind me, and I turned into t

iet and burst into laughter. His hair was disheveled, sticking up in different directions, with some strands fa

already formulating in my mind how you were going to kill me. I thought you'd be some old

. I let go, and he fell on his butt. The laughter that erupted from my throat didn't take long to com

is sister was suffering from cancer, so they had her in a hospital outside of there. The treatments were difficult, and Abott's parents were always traveling back and forth

He always talks about how amazing his sister is, how well she knows how to do makeup, how beautiful her nails are, how much fun they have when they'r

, but he didn't even flinch. He's such a complainer,

ing to speak t

thing to s

ur sister?

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