I decided to meet her father as to ask for his permission. Suddenly, everything I thought I knew changed instead of a Blue house and a Blue Family, I found myself in a Black household. Her Father was Cole black. When he saw me, he only asked for my full name and ID. I felt like I was not here to ask for her hand but to put handcuffs around mine. I was being investigated instead of greeted.

Her father did not hesitate once in kicking me out, he asked me to leave and come the following day. The next day he did not even welcome me in the house, I was refused on the spot without explanation; I never felt humiliated like that in my entire life. I was left in front of the door holding a bouquet of withering flowers; carrying the shattered pieces of my heart.

She came to see me a few days later to confront me, she accused me of being a fraud and a Liar, and she even said that I wanted to use her and to exploit her. “You were a filthy RED you lied to me; you are not even a BLUE” I couldn’t imagine the girl of my dreams like that “What is so bad about being a red then becoming a blue” I was so angry. Shocked by the fact that she did not trust me; within few days her father broke me twice the day I was refused and the day I understood why.

At first I thought she did not deserve to know; but I felt it was my fault I should have told her the truth from the start; it just was not my truth anymore. She needed to know I was not taking advantage of her, she needed to know my past.