Quintessa couldn't help but let out a laugh when she heard that. She probably hadn't met anyone cuter than Mrs. York in a long while.

Turning around, she nodded, "Yes, you're right. Sometimes, he's not all that bad."

"Oh, so you?"

Quintessa cut Mrs. York off, "Let's not go there. Everyone knows what I'm about. Him and I, we're just fooling around, nothing serious. Getting real? Maybe, that's a game neither of us can afford to play. Thanks, though for not judging me like everyone else."

"You!"

"I've gotta go."

Watching Quintessa close the door behind her, Mrs. York sighed. Deep down, she was conflicted. This girl, with all her personal baggage, wasn't really a match for her son. But her son was smitten, and she didn't dislike her either.

shouldn't be worried. The girl clearly wasn't interested in

into Quintessa's room, Mrs. York noted the sparse belongings. Even her makeup collection was

fault. And yet, here he was, willing to live in such a place, getting kicked out of the room time and again without a word of complaint. What did that tell anyone?

down with this girl meant that her son could finally find some happiness,

this girl wasn't half

found only his mother, "Mom, where

only

please tell me. Where

"She's at the studio."

some groceries on the table, Tyrone said, "Eat something, Mom. I'm heading over

don't know it, but

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so she had been constantly exhausted, and had severe gastritis. She can't skip breakfast, especially not with today's

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