Chapter Eight

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Kevin's POV: "Raise your head up." Krystal said as he styled my hair "My neck hurts." I whined "It's almost done. You are such a kid to whine about all these things." He sighed After he was done with my hair, I looked at the suit that he brought for me. "Wear it." He said "I don't know how to do a tie." I said "Didn't your mom teach you anything?" He asked in disbelief "She wasn't there..she died when I was 5." I said with a sad smile I saw Krystal's poker face change. "I'm sorry." He sighed "That's okay. You don't need to as my dad fulfilled her role too." I laughed "You don't have to wear it. Here..this is fine and looks classy and comfortable for you to wear." He said and handed me over another outfit "Sometimes you really become a caring mom huh.." I mumbled but got whacke

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