Common Ground

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Midtown Atlanta Yosohn's penthouseZone 5𝑺𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑫𝑨𝒀, 𝑨𝑼𝑮𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝟏𝟐𝑻𝑯

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Midtown Atlanta
Yosohn's penthouse
Zone 5

Seven ended the zoom call with her therapist, sighing from the relief that she felt. This was her second session, and therapy was already beginning to open her mind and soul up to new possibilities. Her therapist was amazing at what she did and was able to truly dig deep and confront those hidden traumas that Seven was harboring. With everything that she had going on in her life, therapy was the one thing that had been running smoothly and bringing her comfort aside from Yosohn. She was slowly but surely beginning her healing process one session at a time.

As she stationed herself at the bar counter of Yosohn's kitchen with her breakfast, her phone began to vibrate. She eyed her mother's personal contact that was flashing across the screen. It'd been about three and a half weeks since she'd last spoken to her. She was undeniably hurt by her mother's belittling comments and lack of understanding towards her feelings. But she would be lying if she said that she didn't miss Loretta. This was the longest she'd ever went without speaking to her.

Instead of allowing the call to be forwarded to her voicemail like she'd been doing, she pressed the answer button. She brought the phone up to her ear and the line was silent until Loretta decided to speak up.

"Seven, are you there?"

She rolled her eyes, "yeah, I'm here."

"Well, before I say anything else, I just want to apologize for the way that I handled things at the salon. I shouldn't have said what I said. You didn't deserve that type of reaction,"

"It's just that when I opened the salon, I knew it was something that I wanted to turn into a family heirloom. I didn't want a bunch of strangers to run it, I didn't want to sell it, I just wanted to keep it in the family. I wanted both of my girls to take my place and just keep passing it down to the next generation. That salon means the world to me, and I thought it meant the world to you too, but I was wrong to assume that you were as passionate about it as I am. I can't expect you to live your life doing something that you're not in love with doing for my own selfish reasons. You do deserve to be happy. And I apologize for everything that I said out of anger and frustration. I didn't mean any of it baby. I hope that you can forgive me," Loretta said.

Seven sighed, "just because I don't want to spend my life doing hair, doesn't mean that I won't keep the salon's name alive. It's still important to me and will forever be apart of our family legacy. I'll still come in from time to time to help out too, but working there full time isn't what I want to do. Truthfully, I don't know what I want to do because I was never given the option to explore any other career paths. But thankfully I'm still young, and I have plenty of time to figure it out. I just have to find my passion,"

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