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You,

Papii's mom called me yesterday when I was reviewing for my quiz today, and she said she wants to meet me today. I was quite hesitant to accept his offer because she's too intimidating for me but when I thought of Papii, I accepted her request.

We met earlier after my class to the location she sent me. It was in a high-end coffee shop far away from my university. When I arrived she's already inside, beside the large window waiting for me. She waved at me, then when I was in front of her she pointed the chair beside me, and so I sat on it.

She ordered for us without asking me what I want, the waiter came back fast with her orders on the tray. A cup of hot espresso for her, and an iced coffee for me.

She sipped his coffee elegantly while looking at me. I was very nervous at that time. Negative thoughts clouded my mind, air's running out, I cannot feel my palms anymore.

Then she spoke, "So you are Gun. I got your number from Off" and I just smiled at her.

"Look, Gun" she started after she put down her coffee on the table. She intertwined her hands, and moved a little bit forward, she became very serious.

"Break up with my son" ,she said with conviction.

I was stunned and hurt from what she said.

"You're no good for my son. Since you came in his life, he came back to the old Off. He keeps on distancing himself from us, from me. He doesn't have time for me, for his family", she said emphasizing the last word while her tears starting to form.

"Worst, he doesn't have time for himself anymore. Look, his grades are falling, he rarely sleeps properly at night and wakes up too early for you. My son is deprived from sleep, from liberty. My son looks bothered."

Tears fell from her eyes, so as mine. Then, she held my hand and looked directly at my eyes, and said "I am not against of him loving a guy, but I cannot afford to see my son go back to his old life. I already lost one, Gun."

Then she tightly held my hand that's on the top of the table, begging desperately at me and said, "Please Gun. Let him go"

Papii is falling apart, and Gun is why.

Love,
Gun

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