After being cheated on by her boyfriend Gabriel, Alice ran away to start a new life without saying she was pregnant. Six years later she comes back to Mexico where her past stood still waiting for her to say the truth. But what she didn't know is someone else was waiting for her, Ian, the one whom she gave strength to walk out on his religion to pursue his dreams. What's going to happen when her old boyfriend decides to fight against anything to conquer her heart again? Gabriel said he was going to love her forever but, is he going to fulfill his promise even if she's pregnant with another man's baby? And Ian, is he going to stay with her as he promised in his vows even if his baby isn't going to be like any other children after being diagnosed with Autism or, will it be Gabriel who stays no matter what?
A new day, the same boy was there, in front of his little desk, the same but different child among his classmates.
White skin, slightly brown-haired and that pair of beautiful brown eyes is how we can describe him. Meantime, his classmates had skin as white as snow, blond-haired, sometimes curly-haired, other times straight-haired with blue or even green eyes.
The little boy was considered unique in that classroom and not exactly due to his physical, but for speaking two languages at that short age. With his family, he spoke in Spanish and by his surroundings; he made himself understand in English.
Everything in his life seemed to be perfect; his mother loved him, her aunt was willing to give her life for him, his grandmother (who wasn't exactly his grandmother by blood), was the typical grandma who pampered him even when he was wrong; and finally, he had his second aunt (who was not his aunt by blood either) who he played with after school. Whoever who met that beautiful angel would say his life was perfect and of course, he was happy with the life he had. However, there was a little issue he couldn't deal with.
"Joseph!" His teacher called him out at seeing him playing with his classmates, making them get distracted.
"Yes, Ms. Smith?" He responded well-educated. That beautiful pair of brown eyes went wide.
"Did you finish your craft?" The teacher asked while smoothing her voice tone. The least she would've wanted was to scare him.
"Yes, Ms. Smith," affirmed Joseph, politely making his teacher smile. Whoever met Joseph would fall for his cuteness.
"Well done, honey. But remember; not because you have finished the activity your classmates have too."
"I'm sorry, Ms. Smith." He looked down.
"Come here, honey. " She asked, feeling guilty. It was impossible not to feel guilty when he acted like that. Such an angel!
The little boy came to her. His teacher smiled, extending to him a pack of colored sheets. "Choose one, whichever you want."
The boy looked at her and then, he took a blue one. His favorite among all the colors he was seeing. Ms. Smith smiled reaching out a pen which fell on the little boy's hand.
"Go to your desk and write a letter to your father. Go!" She encouraged.
And once again, his little issue was there. Was it so difficult to write a letter to his father? Yes. It was. After all, he didn't have that perfect life that everyone could've imagined he owned.
He walked back to his desk thinking about the task he was asked to do.
He sat down thinking about all he wanted to say. He really wanted to write so much but didn't know how to start.
With a shaky hand, he took the pen over the sheet. Second by second, the pen started slipping on the page, creating words that could come into anyone's heart.
Dad
Hello, dad. How have you been?
I'd like to tell you many things but... I do not know how to start.
You know? I love school; I'm in the first place in my classroom. My mom loves me so much; we have a good life here, in the United States.
I've written to you many letters and every father's day, I go to the nearest mailbox and I send them to you without my mom realizing. I have never understood why you haven't replied to me, maybe it's because I haven't told you how I'm physically.
Daddy, my eyes are brown, my hair is brown too, even though it's not completely straight. My mom says my hair is curly. My nose is pretty and my mouth is small. I like my hands because, with them, I write letters to you. My mom says I have long eyelashes but when I look up, I don't see them.
I'm too tall because I can reach my own bowl and no one has to help me. I like cars, most of my clothes have cars impressed on them. Oh, I also like Batman and Superman. My aunt bought me a hamburger that was wrapped up in a sheet of Batman and Superman. I don't know how to explain that.
I don't know how you are physically, and maybe you haven't replied because I'd never told you how I am.
Now you know, maybe you want to meet me. You'll never get bored with me. I like to talk about all the things that happen to me in my days. My mom says I'm hard to turn off, but what she doesn't know is I talk too much because I've seen her crying alone. I don't want her to be sad. I know when I tell her about my day, she forgets her problems.
My mom is a princess. Maybe you didn't love her before because she had a big belly when I was inside her. Now, she's beautiful, daddy.
Dad, I just want to know something without making you mad at me. Where are you? My mom says you are a prince who has to do many things to keep me happy, but... I can't be happy if I don't know you.
If you are a busy prince, we can go to you. My mom always takes me wherever I want to go.
Remember; I love you even if I don't know you. I'll always be your son and I'll always be here for you. I'll leave my address on the back of the sheet if you want to meet me.
Joseph loves you.
He folded his letter after having written his address behind and sighed. Someday, his father would reply to him... someday. He just had to be a little more patient.
Someday, they will be sitting at the most beautiful park while eating a hamburger.
Someday, he would take his father to the activities that every father's day are prepared at his school to share with their sons and their daughters.
Someday, his mother and his father will be together. Even though, he didn't know when.
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Chapter 1 PROLOGUE
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Chapter 2 THE PAIN OF BEING BETRAYED
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Chapter 3 SOMETHING ELSE BESIDES DEATH
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Chapter 4 YOU, MY HOPE
31/07/2022
Chapter 5 A NEW BEGGINING
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Chapter 6 TRUSTING IS WAITING
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Chapter 7 THE HAPPINES OF WHO I LOVE THE MOST
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Chapter 8 EVEYTHING IS NOT ALWAYS ENOUGH
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Chapter 9 PAST AND PRESENT
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Chapter 10 A MISTAKE FROM THE PAST
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Chapter 11 ACTIONS MORE THAN WORDS
03/08/2022
Chapter 12 TRUST OR NOT TRUST
07/08/2022