When you are the daughter of Bennifer, the most acclaimed ex couple in the country and have to deal with all the family mishaps. Fights, arguments, jealousy and other things the media doesn't show.
~This story will focus on Bennifer, but you as Y...
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Going to Brazil might be a good idea, it's been a long time since I took a few days off, especially a few days with Yn. Maybe this weekend we could enjoy a mother-daughter moment.
Now, the day before going on a trip, I decided to visit my mother. She would be really mad to see me travel to another country and not take the time to go see her. When I arrived at her house, Lynda had gone to her in-laws' house and Leslie was at her boyfriend's house, I took the opportunity to tell about this trip, we can say that I don't know what to do in two days looking at Affleck and his girlfriend.
— Are you going to Brazil? And together? -Sometimes it seems to me that my mother is a little deaf, maybe it was her age or she just makes herself.
— Yes mom, but we will not go together. I will go with Yn and he with his girlfriend. -I shrugged my shoulders.
— Even so, they will have to spend time together, they can't divide Yn like an orange and each have one side of it.
— Of course we won't. - laughs at his speech. — she will spend time with each, or indeed, a day with each.
— They still go together. -My mother shrugged her shoulders leaving the kitchen.
We debated this for a bit, and I tried to explain to my mom that Ben and I wouldn't be hanging out as a couple. Something that didn't get into that little brown lady's head. After a while I gave up on the matter and went back to my house. I waited for Yn to arrive to pack our bags.
— Mama, are you home? -I heard Yn's voice in the room, I bet the sound of keys being dropped on the table.
— I'm in the room! - I shouted from upstairs, she ran up the stairs quickly arriving at the door of the room. — Didn't I already tell you not to run on the stairs? -I crossed my arms with a disapproving look.
— Sorry… I'm excited for the trip.
— Okay, now let's pack our bags. -I got up and opened the wardrobe door. — So in Brazil it's summer. I need warm clothes.
— Now it's time for me to wear croppeds! - I celebrated.
— Not only croppeds, you can put a winter outfit in your suitcase, it will get cold. -God... Just now saying that sentence I felt like a mother.
— OK mother. -Yn left me when returning to hers.
I decided to take colorful and comfortable clothes, I love to wear this type of clothes, but being followed by several paparazzi every day makes it difficult to wear something comfortable. I always have to be tidy. After packing my suitcase, I took a bath, we would leave for the airport in the afternoon.
— Sunshine, are you ready? -I spoke loudly for her to hear.
— Yes... I... I just... I need help with the suitcase. -she replied as she descended the stairs with her heavy suitcase. I went to it and carried a side of her suitcase, dividing the weight between the two of us.
