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.

be worried. The girl clearly

noted the sparse belongings. Even her makeup

was, willing to live in such a

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

girl

found only his mother, "Mom, where

only

mom, please tell me.

"She's at the studio."

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

replied, "To bring her unch. You don't know it,

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