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Ian stood watching them. I thought he is going to go in between but he is stable in his place just like his mother he had a lot of patience. My dad left her in tears and walked to his room. She cried, hugging her knees. I felt helpless about the situation. I should have thought of a better plan. Or she may be happy without me.

“Momma!” Ian called getting out of the stairs. I looked at them. Niya cleared her tears, hiding all her pain behind a beautiful smile.

“Did you completed homework?” She asked with a smile, taking him on her lap.

“What that uncle...