Star's POV
My gymnastics tornament was today at 12 in the afternoon. I was in the phòng bếp, nhà bếp eating breakfast. It was 8 o'clock in the morning. My breakfast today was táo, apple cinnamon oatmeal. To my surprise, eating oatmeal at a slow pace made it even thêm lumpy than usual. I put my spoon down in my bowl and stared at my lumpy bowl of now cold oatmeal. "Sweetheart, bạn got to eat for the tornament", đã đưa ý kiến my mom coming to sit tiếp theo to me at the phòng bếp, nhà bếp table.
"I'm too disappointed to eat, Mom."
"I know bạn were looking foward to that date, honey. But you'll have other dates."
"But not with him."
"Tell...
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