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♪ Main Ou, they know... ♪

Excuse me.

Whoa, whoa.

Oh, well, I can't say I'm surprised,

but congratulations!

I mean, it's just the short list. I haven't exactly won.

Please shut up. The other two don't stand a chance.

But you, my lady, are superior in every aspect.

You think I'll get to work with Mr. Molapo?

He'll definitely hire you on the spot.

I shouldn't be kidding myself.

- You definitely have a chance. - Excuse me.

I don't know. Thanks for the vote of confidence.

♪ Ride around town in a big, big facts ♪

♪ My bro, I'm playing no games ♪

♪ Salutas, playing no games... ♪

It's a bit late for that, don't you think?

Yeah. She's not even in grade 11.

I got some new candy for you. The green monarch.

The ultimate butterfly. Twice the dose in one pill.

Say no more. I'll take it all.

Nope.

Ugh.

Start you off with a few samples.

Man.

Later, babe.

Hey, Reece.

Listen, I need some, uh, herbal healing.

Can you... can you hook me up?

Sure. Um, let's go in here.

♪ My bro, I'm playing no games ♪

♪ Middle finger on the jet Like FW de Klerk... ♪

Mm-mm.

Oh. Yeah, sure.

Thank you.

Muchas gracias.

Hey, Sam, can I interest you in another green product?

- No. - Come on.

One pill, double the dose, double the fun.

No, look, I'm done with all that. It's strictly herbal for me.

Come on.

Hey, Fiks.

Okay, wait. Just take this and tell your friends about it, okay?

Sure.

Morning.

Hi, I'm here to submit this application for the Molapo-Fischer internship.

Never mind missing the deadline. You're in grade ten, love.

Sorry, but you don't qualify.

Grade 11s and 12s only.

- I... I know, but I... - But nothing.

Rules are rules.

♪ My bro, I'm playing no games ♪

♪ Salutas, playing no games ♪

♪ Blood ♪

♪ Blood and water ♪

♪ Blood and water... ♪

Go right on the blocks.

Set!

Whoo!

Ladies and gentlemen, the queen is back, baby.

- Sorry I'm late. - Glad to have you back.

Finally, a real swimmer.

Thought I'd carry this team by myself this year.

Okay, Ackerman, fun's over. Set!

An exciting new project for the week awaits.

But first, I need you to get into groups of two.

Uh, should we?

Uh, yeah. I guess. I guess, yeah.

Or maybe perhaps we should pair with other people.

- I mean, we're always together, so... - Yeah.

- Sure. Sure. - Cool.

Okay.

Is everything okay, Puleng?

You've been acting a bit weird ever since the...

When... when we almost, you know?

Um...

Um...

What I mean is, are we ever going to talk about it?

Yeah, about that...

Look, I... I was messed up, I guess.

You know, with the whole thing of

my mom cheating on my dad.

I wasn't thinking.

- I'm sorry, Wade. - Mm.

Sure. You're irritating.

What?

Nothing. It's all my fault.

I was stupid.

Very stupid. I should've known.

- Come on, Wade... - Okay, parents!

The person sitting next to you will be your co-parent.

Over the course of next week, you two will be looking after that egg together.

Wade, Puleng, get back together, please.

- Oh, we're not actually partners, ma'am. - Yeah.

Yes, you are.

You wouldn't be the first parents who wish they didn't have a child together.

This class is called Life Orientation for a reason, guys.

♪ Meet me halfway Make a plan for your boy ♪

Does anyone know where Chris is?

Don't look at me. His phone is off.

Of course it is.

I think we should start. Wendy can chair the meeting.

Okay.

On the agenda for today are pitches for our first fundraiser.

Okay, next one.

Come in!

Oh.

Thank you, Puleng!

Your fan base is growing.

Oh, shut up. They're your fans.

Besides, I'm not into the celeb life anyway.

Okay, then what life are you into?

Funny you should ask.

Um, I was thinking I might study law.

Tell me, when is your dad deciding who gets the internship at his company?

Matla? Please, he ain't deciding shit.

My Auntie Patricia is the one running the internships.

Do you think you can maybe put in a good word with Auntie Patricia for me?

I tried applying, but apparently, it's not open to grade tens.

So wait until next year, babe.

But, like, for real, since when are you into law?

It's a recent development.

The most credible record of tea goes as far back as the third century AD.

In medical texts of Hua Tuo...

Wikipedia much.

Fine.

I propose a retrospective high tea party

featuring stalls selling tea and edibles

from various countries on this continent.

The venue's sorted. We can use the garden at my house.

When you say "high tea party,"

are the people required to be high at this party?

Fine if you don't like my idea, at least I have one.

Seriously, guys, we're running out of time.

Does anyone have anything else?

Well, if there's nothing else, I think we should vote right now.

What's the point? Tea party it is. Can I go now?

Yeah, I'm with Reece.

Ah, perfect.

Looks like a Spiyoyo.

You should definitely name it Spiyoyo.

Babe.

What do you want me to say? "Auntie Pat, put my girlfriend on?"

Yes, that will do.

No, baby. Doesn't work like that.

That's like nepotism. It's not cool.

Anyway, who's Spiyoyo's dad?

Oh, it's, um,

it's Wade.

As in Wade, who you disappeared with the other day?

We had to go buy some stuff for the journalism kiosk.

Yeah, sure.

You know, I'm genuinely trying to discuss my future here,

and you're busy moaning about a non-event.

- If you can't help, I'll do it myself. - Okay, okay.

Jeez.

I'll speak to Auntie Pat and hear what she says.

Thank you.

Ladies.

Don't tell me I'm early.

You're late. But don't worry about it.

Everything went perfect without you. You should try to miss more of these.

Wait, wait. Hold up.

Why do you look so... happy?

Don't tell me the committee actually went

for whatever stupid idea you had for the fundraiser.

Okay, I won't.

No, wait, wait. What is it?

A retrospective tea party.

Fuck no! Who voted for that?

Everyone.

♪ Congratulations and celebrations ♪

♪ Happy as can be ♪

Okay, I'm sorry. I don't know the words, but congrats on making the short list!

Aw!

Congrats.

You are the sweetest, Mr. Daniels.

Or is this because you're feeling guilty as hell

about disappearing with Puleng the other day?

This is... Mm...

Uh-uh. Don't look at me, playboy.

I'm just kidding!

It doesn't bother me. I trust you.

Oh, you got me good there.

You guys are such goals.

Oh, and since when is Puleng interested in studying law?

She took an internship application form this morning.

- Huh? - Yeah.

Aw!

I love it.

♪ Mbongo zaka ♪

♪ Mbongo zaka ♪

♪ With my cash flow Streaming down like my water ♪

♪ Tryna get mbongo zaka ♪

♪ Mbongo zaka ♪

♪ With my cash flow streaming down Because I'm just tryna get paid ♪

♪ Mbongo zaka ♪

♪ Mbongo zaka ♪

♪ With my cash flow streaming down Like I'm just tryna get paid ♪

♪ Mbongo zaka ♪

♪ Mbongo zaka... ♪

- Where's Reece? - Disabled cubicle.

♪ I don't wanna be broke Wanna fly first class, not coach... ♪

It's Chris.

How's it?

Step into my office.

What the hell, Reece?

Isn't this getting a bit out of hand?

I mean, why?

Okay, relax.

I've got everything under control, and I have my reasons.

What's up?

Reece, if you're struggling with money, there's other ways.

Does it look like I'm struggling?

Listen, why did you guys vote for the tea party?

I don't care what it is. As long as I can move some merch, then I'm good.

"Move some merch"? Who you gonna sell to at a bloody tea party?

Chill, okay? All will be revealed soon.

Mm-mm. Thank you.

Yo, Wadee.

Hey.

I see you and my girl are co-parents for the LO project.

So?

So now you have the perfect reason to spend more time with her.

- Where did you guys go the other day? - Why don't you ask her?

'Cause I'm asking you, bro.

And I'm also asking you why don't you ask her?

Yeah.

KB, how you doing? You wanna speak to your dad?

Hi, Auntie Pat.

Uh, no, actually, I'd like to speak to you.

Give this leg a lift, nice and high,

grab the wrist, pull the knee through, push.

From there, kick your leg up, then hunt for the elbow.

Pull it across.

- Hi. - Grab the head.

Hi, Puleng.

Tahira, could you please give this to Wade when he's done?

Grab the wrist.

Uh, what is that?

Oh, this... this is Spiyoyo.

Our child. Wade and I are co-parenting him for Life Orientation.

- Okay, be careful. He's still a kid. - Of course.

Why does this look like KB?

Well... I don't think so.

Grab the wrist.

Nice and high on the back.

Pushing your knee through from there,

across the neck,

hunt, and squeeze.

Oh my gosh, friend.

I really don't think your mother had it in her.

Wow. She's the GOAT.

I can't deal.

She's acting self-righteous while having sex with everybody.

No, ma'am, don't be too hard on her.

These things happen, okay?

One thing leads to another. And next thing you know, you're a ho.

Tell me about it.

I'm sorry, I just...

- Puleng, you can't cry. I'm still busy. - My God.

Fuck.

- Wade and I almost kissed. - What?

- Almost, okay? - See?

 Puleng, let me just tell you from experience.

Ho is life, honey, but threesomes ain't it.

So you just need to cut them off one by one.

So what now? Bye-bye, KB?

No.

No...

Fuck, I don't know anymore. Everything is just messy, you know?

I just wanna focus on this internship.

Follow the money.

There must be something in the records, you know?

Something that tells me who paid for Phume. Fuck! Shit!

- Zama, that burns! - Sorry. Sorry. Don't rub it!

- But it's burning. - Hey, P.

- Uma is asking... - What, Siya?

- What's wrong with your face? - Zama!

To be fair,

that was a shitty tutorial.

♪ You snitch ♪

♪ Lil bitch You the lil bitch, lil bitch ♪

♪ Call up your mom, lil bitch ♪

♪ Run up your home, lil bitch ♪

♪ Shoot up your dome, lil bitch... ♪

 Jeepers.

Last week it was, "Let's cut down on meat," and now it's full-on beef.

- Well, variety's healthy. - Apparently.

Why are your eyes so red? Are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be?

What was that about?

She's been acting weird lately.

- Guys, it's Puleng. - What's that supposed to mean?

She's always weird.

I think it might be this restraining order drama.

And the court drama.

I just hope she's not doing anything dangerous to cope.

She comes home late at night.

She barely comes out of her bedroom. Now the red eyes?

My mind just goes to drugs.

- Puleng? - Puleng?

Pu-frickin'-leng.

She's in grade ten. She doesn't even qualify.

How?

She's dating the boss's son.

Tahira, wait! Don't...

P?

What?

You haven't seen the notice yet?

The internship is yours.

Really?

Wow. That's it?

- Little hug? Little kiss? - No, no, I'm sorry.

So, when do I start?

Well, say goodbye to your weekends.

♪ So many beautiful faces ♪

♪ And all of your beautiful places ♪

♪ Unite ♪

♪ Y'all all right... ♪

Mm.

It smells amazing.

Wait.

Granny!

My Little Pocketbook!

Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

And spoil the surprise?

Sweetheart.

How are you? I heard about everything.

I'm okay now, Granny.

Good. Well, that mad girl is just a symptom.

A symptom?

Yes, a symptom of something that should have been resolved long ago.

There is an important family tradition we didn't observe when you turned a year old,

a ceremony that seals your bond with the ancestors.

Your parents were going through a difficult time then.

But don't worry.

We are having a ceremony here tomorrow. You didn't suspect?

Everything will be all right.

Look what I brought you.

Wow!

Beautiful.

Thank you, Granny.

Bitch.

Listen, don't fuck with me.

Count again.

I've counted thrice. I'm telling you the numbers are off.

Thrice?

There's a few thousand missing. Where the fuck did it go, Pauline?

Check here. Don't start this nonsense with me.

I literally gave you every last cent from both me and Zayd.

Where do you keep the money?

Oh shit.

Oh my Lord, genius. Are you keeping it under your mattress?

- Everything all right? - Yes, sir. Um...

Sorry. Please continue.

Mom?

How did you afford those shoes? Did you take money out of my cupboard?

Out of the way, I'm watching.

You can't just scratch in my cupboard and take my money.

I didn't take a lot. I just got me a few things.

Don't be so selfish.

A few things?

Shit.

Don't touch my fucking shoes!

- You're crazy! - Don't touch my shoes!

Ow! The fuck...

Where did you get that money? Where did you get the money?

Leave me alone!

- Open this door! - Leave me alone!

Leave me!

I'm going to kick it down!

I'll stay here all night until you open it!

Wait here the whole night!

Open this door!

Hi, Dr. Merrick, it's Reece.

Yeah, um, you said I should call if she's having another episode.

♪ This one's for the family and friends ♪

♪ The ones that show love to us Again and again ♪

♪ Never asking questions like "Man what do you do?" ♪

♪ But always in the corner shouting "Baby do you!"... ♪

So there you have it, guys, as promised.

My granny teaching me how to make African beer,

aka African lean.

Say hi, Granny.

Hello, internet!

Follow me.

Say hi, everyone.

Oh, and of course,

we cannot go without seven colors. Yum.

Let's go see what my mom is doing.

I hope you're not recording me right now.

Oops.

And then we have the one and only,

the man of the house,

aka, my dad.

Hey, Tata.

Hello.

Anyway, that's all for now.

Thanks for tuning in.

- There you go. - Great. Thank you.

And here is your access card.

Come with me.

Thanks.

So you are KB's girlfriend.

Cute man. He's such a lovely boy.

Have you met Mr. Molapo yet?

- Yes, I have, actually. - Hmm.

Um, he's quite intimidating.

Makes me a bit nervous.

Could you not tell Mr. Molapo that I'm interning?

Relax. Matla isn't in on the weekend.

Anyway, you will be making tea, coffee, and delivering mail most of the time.

Basically, being a gopher to anyone working on this floor.

Thandeka, this... this is not a good idea.

Your daughter's privacy is more important than her life?

Great start.

- It doesn't mean she's having sex. - It's flavored.

- What? - I don't know where else to look.

What are you doing here?

Oh, hi. I... I'm the intern.

I came to bring coffee for everyone.

I realized there's no one here, so I thought I'd just drop this off.

No, you shouldn't be here.

Of course.

This is as close as we'll get into her head.

Thandeka, this is not the way.

Do you trust her to open up to us?

I do, actually.

I'm not so sure.

I'm afraid for her.

She might be doing something dumb.

Fuck!

Hey, um, I need help with something later. Don't make any plans.

Wow.

You guys should be ashamed of yourselves.

Oh, shut up.

- We didn't look at it. - He is right though.

Let's go.

We are trying everything.

But this is a sensitive operation.

I warned you.

Mama, please.

She went to prison.

She spoke to someone who was involved.

Prison?

- This is bad. - Don't worry.

It's being dealt with. All that we...

What's being dealt with?

Oh!

I was suggesting to her that we should do the counseling as a family,

but Makhulu doesn't agree.

Give me your arm.

You don't take it off. It must fall off on its own.

That's when you'll part with it.

Thank you.

We are family.

Nothing can break our bond.

Hey. I thought I'd bring you coffee before you go home.

Thanks. You know you don't have to stay that late.

- Puleng! This is brand new! - My God. I'm so sorry. I'll clean it.

- The tissue's in there. - Okay.

Sorry.

Just wow. Whatever stupid idea you had...

Please stop wasting my time.

- Hey. - Fiks.

What are you doing here?

Brought you a gift.

A leash?

Is this an expensive way of calling me a bitch?

No. You'll find out if you meet me tomorrow at 5:00Â a.m.

I'll drop you a location pin.

Okay.

So how... how can I help here?

Um, you can go help with the chairs.

Cool.

I'm gonna go inside and get the files. You stay outside and watch, okay?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Ah!

Craving to be a lawyer right now.

Rich people are freaks.

Zama, you're supposed to be watching outside, yeah?

- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, thank you.

- Key to security! - What are you doing here?

- No one's allowed. - I'm the new intern.

- Sorry. I got lost. - Which department were you looking for?

I was looking for the kitchen so I could make coffee.

- I can escort you. - Okay.

Okay.

That's it. That's it. Okay.

That's... that's good. That's good.

Um, let's try again.

That's it.

That's good! That's really good.

Hand me the leash.

Um, my, uh, therapist...

- ...advised me to take things slowly. - Okay.

I see you.

So, you tell her everything everything?

Mostly, yeah.

Hectic.

- Let's go catch you a wave. - Cool.

Stand, stand! Stand!

Oh!

Oh, wow. It looks like you've already started. Amazing.

Oh, Reece, do I ever disappoint?

Have you got the goods?

Um, do you think you could turn it up a notch, please?

Thank you.

Table number? Over there.

Thank you.

Everyone looks bored. We should've hired a DJ.

Relax, it'll pick up.

- Wanna take some photos? - No.

Come on.

Okay.

Table 15, right over there.

Afternoon.

- Table number? - Twenty-one.

Over there.

What the hell is he doing? That sign looks so tacky.

Ew.

Okay. Remember which batch is which.

This batch, clients only. That batch, parents and teachers.

- You got it? Okay. - Yeah, Reece, I can handle this.

- You feeling the vibe? - No. Let's get out of here.

Ugh, please.

- Let's go. - Thank you.

- Yes, sir. - Can I have a tea and brownie special?

Sure. One brownie.

Mm-mm.

- Thank you. - Enjoy.

Can I get a green tea and brownie special?

Here you go.

What are you guys doing?

This tacky green tea sign does not match the theme.

Uh, Wendy, I can assure you we perfectly match the theme.

You're so annoying.

It definitely does not match the theme. Get rid of it, please.

Get rid of it!

Um, Wendy, I'm... I'm sorry. We apologize. We got it wrong.

How about a peace offering?

Give me a brownie.

There you go.

On the house.

Can I get you some tea as well?

Mm.

These are really nice.

Just make sure they sell, okay?

What the fuck?

A strong green tea, please.

Strong green tea.

♪ Who got the bads? Yeah, that's me ♪

♪ I got the gas, big ole bag I'mma need 'bout three ♪

♪ Never not stepping back But if I do, I'mma hit that three... ♪

- Hello. Are you here? - Here where?

No, I'm home.Listen.

- I need a huge favor, eh? - Uh, shoot. I'm listening.

Can you, like, loan me 35K?

Excuse me? Thirty-five who?

Look, I know, okay? Um, I'm good for it.

I need a mic and a mixer.

Listen, I can do 5K, okay? If you want it, you'll find me at the tea party.

Yeah, sure, that's also fine.

Thank you, Reece. I owe you big-time.

Wendy, you have outdone yourself.

What an excellent event.

That does look good.

Mm.

- Mm. - So warm.

Soft like a sponge.

Wendy, are you okay?

Um...

Wendy?

Um...

I'm sorry.

Can you see Wade? I need a break from Spiyoyo.

No, I can't see him anywhere.

Friend, I'll catch you later. Let me just go say hi to Chris, okay?

Okay.

Chris.

- Hey. - Hey.

It's been a while.

Yeah. How are you, Mr. Ackerman?

- Keeping it together. - Mm-hmm.

Um, I wanted to, um, just...

- Shit. - What?

We need to talk.

Oh my. Sorry.

I'm Wendy Dlamini.

- But you can call me Wendy Dlamini. - Oh. Yeah.

Sorry to interrupt you.

- Wendy, um, this is Zama... - Hmm?

His ex-girlfriend, Zama.

I'm not laughing at you.

- It's this man. He's an idiot. - What did he do now?

Chris, those brownies... Did you...

Wendy, are you... are you okay?

Hmm?

- Yo, how's it going? - Busy.

Lemon meringue would have been nice.

- That would've been nice. - Hi, guys.

Is it possible for you to look after Spiyoyo for a bit?

Come here.

Jeez, is there a limit to your shit?

Tahira really wanted that internship.

- What? - Tahira applied for the internship.

You cheated, and KB stole it for you.

- What are you talking about? - Don't talk to my girl like that!

- Chill. - What the fuck?

Listen, I don't have time to deal with you.

My issue's with Puleng.

Actually, there is no issue.

Wade, let's go, please.

Wade, wait.

I'm sorry.

- What are you gonna do about it? - KB, no. Guys, stop.

Wade!

KB! Guys, stop!

Wade!

Guys, stop!

If I were to study, it'd have to be online.

I'd start my day surfing,

do some school work on the beach, surf some more.

I don't know.

I kind of like the idea of campus.

Res, varsity parties.

- It's like a rite of passage. - They'll love you wherever you go.

- Who wouldn't? - Mm.

I bet you tell that to all the girls you bring home.

It's literally the first time I've brought a girl over.

- Mm-hmm. - Facts.

Are you okay?

I was just wondering.

Did you tell your mom about our trip to Pollsmoor, by any chance?

No, I didn't.

Your secret's safe with me.

It's just that I overheard my mom and Gran talking about prison,

so I figured maybe you told your mom, and she told mine.

Not a chance.

Wait.

Uh, how could they possibly know that?

I don't know.

I don't know. I... I think I'm going crazy.

It's been a weird few weeks.

Yeah.

Um...

But yeah, I should probably get going.

No.

- Thanks for an amazing day. - Wait.

How amazing?

Like, on a scale of one to ten.

One being enough to high-five me and ten being...

Um...

Okay.

I'm kidding.

It was, um...

- It was pretty amazing. - Yeah?

♪ Star-crossed lovers on a dark night ♪

♪ Standing, holding hands In the moonlight ♪

♪ Next move ♪

♪ Yeah, you've racked up Emotions too strong ♪

♪ I saw you back up ♪

♪ Thought we were forever Guess I better get up ♪

♪ It was all a setup But love never lets up... ♪

Welcome to voice mail. Please...

Morning, Ma.

What's this, Sam?

What's this?

What in God's name is the problem with you?

I'm clean, Ma, I promise.

Really?

You really wanna go back there?

You wanna drag your mother through all that shit again?

Ma, you can have me tested.

To be honest, you might just find weed, but nothing more serious than that.

Someone was trying to sell them to me at school and stuffed it in my pocket,

and I just forgot about it.

Who?

Ah, come on, Ma. I'm many things, but I'm not a snitch.

Sam, who was trying to sell you drugs at school?

Ma, I won't put you through that again. I promised.

Anyways, I have to go. I've got swimming.

Love you. Bye.

We stand here before you today as, um...

...heartbroken parents,

having lost our, uh, baby Spiyoyo,

um, in a very tragic accident.

Actually, Spiyoyo was killed by his stepfather.

- Yes. - Technically, Spiyoyo was aborted.

One of the options people don't discuss when having a baby with the wrong person.

Sometimes you have a baby with the perfect person, and it still doesn't work out.

Okay, that's enough, you two.

Sounds like a divorce is imminent.

Just get back to your desk, please.

If she's not co-parenting an egg with my boyfriend,

she's stealing my internship.

Like, Fikile had to file a restraining order against her.

The internship at Fischer, Molapo, and Associates?

Yeah. She's the boss's son's girlfriend.

I'm gonna apply to other law firms.

Know what? Screw Puleng Vezi or Khumalo or whatever her real name is.

This was found in the girls' toilets.

We have to be on high alert. This is a dangerous group of people.

I, for one, was spiked at the school's fundraiser.

I know.

We need a dedicated anti-drug campaign. We need to nip this in the bud.

Fischer, Molapo & Associates, may I help?

Patricia?

I need to see you.

Miss van Rensburg, a word, please.

Yes, sir.

I know what you're up to.

Excuse me?

You're dealing drugs on school grounds.

You, Pauline, and Zayd.

Um, sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.

Really?

If I called the police to investigate, you would be okay with that?

Thought so.

She never sets foot here again, do you understand?

I didn't know anything about her and a restraining order.

- I mean, KB called and asked... - Stop.

I want to know where she worked.

She made coffee, tea. Generally was a gopher for...

- She walked about as she pleased? - No! I...

Her access code only gave her access to the second floor.

The general area, nowhere important.

You end that internship.

If you know what's good for both you and me,

you will not tell Matla about this.

Okay.

I'm gonna need the footage from when she was here.

Only thing Nwabisa took from me is her strong bones.

As for cooking skills? Zero.

In this house, we live off takeaways.

This wine is going to your heads.

What traits did I take from you, Makhulu?

Let's see...

Growing up, I was also my grandmother's Little Pocket Book.

I followed her everywhere.

And I was a beautiful baby. Like you.

As for Nwabisa, she was a very ugly baby.

I'd love to see some photos 'cause we barely have any here.

That's right.

You'll have to come to the Eastern Cape over the holidays to see them.

Not this typical holiday house nonsense of eating out and watching animals.

Holidays are the best at your grandmother's house.

Have a look at this.

What's this?

Fiks, what's wrong?

- Are you okay? - I'm definitely not okay.

Did you show your mom the DNA test?

I told Janet, the therapist.

I don't know. Maybe she told my mom.

Puleng,

I think my mom tampered with the DNA results.

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