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