One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 70: Don't underestimate what I can do!

~~All my windows still are broken but I'm standing on my feet. You can take everything I have. You can break everything I am like I'm made of glass, like I'm made of paper. Go on and try to tears me down, I will be rising from the ground like a skyscraper, like a

skyscraper.~~~

-Demi Lovato-

"I'm so sorry, mommy," Cali said for the third time. She wasn't looking at me but at her hands resting on her lap.

We were in my room and I waited for her to wake up the next morning because I wanted to talk to her what happened yesterday.

"I wasn't mad that your dad gave you a phone and you talked to him even though I don't know, but I was disappointed you didn't inform me that you also invited him to our supposed to be mother and daughter date yesterday."

I paused and knelt in front of her as I held both her hands.

"Cali, baby, I'm not against if you really want to be with your dad, spend time with him or if you want to stay with him, but I just want you to tell me everything and not like what happened yesterday. I wasn't expecting to see him in the fast-food because you told me you wanted to watch a movie with me."

"I'm sorry, mommy."

"You can ask me anything you want, baby and I'll try to give it to you, but I want you to be always honest with me."

"Yes, mommy."

"No more secrets."

"Hmm." She nodded. "No more secrets."

I smiled and pulled her into a tight hug. I have already explained to her everything that happened between me and her father. I had to do it because I don't want her to grow up having questions in her head about why her parents were living separately and why she doesn't have a complete family like her classmates and friends.

She was too young then when I started to tell her all those things and thanks to Jack and the rest of my family for helping her understand the situation. I know it wasn't easy for a child not to wish or dream of having both parents on her side, but she eventually adjusted and got used to seeing her father only by a video call or hearing his voice on the phone.

I stood up and sat in front of my makeup stand, ready to apply my moisturizing cream.

"Mom, are we going back to New York?"

That question stopped me from what I was about to do and turned to her.

"Are we going to live in New York again?"

"Why do ask, baby, I mean, why do you suddenly ask that question?"

heard her sigh before

I really want to stay here, mom. I want to stay with grandma, grandpa, uncle Dave and of course, I want to

said nodding, but deep inside I was holding my breath as I didn't expect

to study here,

you gonna leave them? You can't be

but we can still call each other as we promised before the end of the

It seems that she

the bathroom and do your morning routine, so

to do with her father. I just

***

Two weeks...

there's a lot of things has happened within

alibi to my parents that he was just visiting his daughter, but the truth is that he was bothering me. Honestly, I had already forgotten how many times I slapped him with the truth that I've already moved on from him and he was no longer a part of my life, but he kept pushing himself to talk to me and what worse is that he's using Cali. And every time he does that, every time I saw him, I couldn't explain

A little flashback:

am just seeing

that came out of her mouth when she walked into the boutique where I was.

they were doing when she walked in, not because she's a model but because of her dress, which has a plunging neckline and literally short that leaves a little to the imagination. And because she feels famous... or should I say she feels really

her or didn't hear what she

what... she followed me and

I want you to give me

crept in me.

she disappeared from our sight, the show

in the mall, this is where I love to shop? Well, Luke always took me here and bought me a lot of expensive gowns."

I moved to the cocktail dresses on the next rack. But I don't know what's her problem

me. I felt so lucky as he came back into my life, that's just mean, we're really meant

in annoyance when she emphasized the word 'back'. I really wanted to shout in her face, 'he came back to you because you stole him from me and he let himself be stolen by you, bitch!' "Anyway, when

and was about to go back to the rack of the evening gowns but

are you deaf? Didn't you hear

time, I sighed loudly and turned to

you talking to me?" I asked,

Is there anyone out here named Samantha other than you?" She hissed but I

would I know? Why don't you ask them one by one to find out if there's anyone here who has a name Samantha

She whispered-yelled

that's just one of the names that suit you and

"How dare you!"

talk to me as I will do the same, plus my mother taught me not to talk to strangers." I gave her a satisfying