“If a man loves you... he's willing to profess it. He'll give you a title after a while. You're going to be his lady, his woman, his fiancee, his wife, his baby's mama, something.” –...
One day, my dad looked at me, and then looked at my mom, and said: “It’s me or him. Choose.” I thought my mom would take my side, but I was so, so wrong.