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“Whose side are you on here?”
My mom lets out a cackle. “Even though you did something that may be unforgivable, it doesn’t define you. We all make mistakes and that’s why you have to get Vio back. What did you even do in the first place?”
“I think it’s pretty self-explanatory,” I grumble.
“In the end, you breaking up with Marrisa will be the best thing you ever do for her. Because she’s in a relationship with someone who isn’t her companion for life. You’ve found that and it’s just a matter of time for her to find someone better.”
“Ouch.” Her words are like venom, yet they’re true and I know it.
“There’s something else. Two things actually.” My mom moves me out of her arms.
“You need to go see Eduardo.”
“No,” I tell her instantly.
I refuse to talk to the man who did that to my mother.
“Xavier, he may have done that to me. But you will regret not seeing him before he dies.”
What?
“He dies?” That just came out of left field.
“Your father was never able to have contact with you when you were younger because I didn’t let him see you. All those trips to his house in Santos were because we needed money. He never gave it to me because I didn’t allow him to see our son. For the longest time, before you found out what actually happened, you used to ask me if you could go see him. I deprived you of that. Because your father is a lot of things, but he did want to help raise you and my anger took over. You deserve to talk to him, no matter how I feel.”
“He’s not my father,” I chime in.
Because he’s not.
“I know he isn’t, but his blood is in your veins, and he has cancer.”
It hits me, my father is on the verge of leaving this earth. Quite frankly, I couldn’t care less if he dies. That’s bad for me to say, but it’s the truth.
My mother is right, though. I have questions, tons of them at that.
“So that’s why you’ve been pushing me to see him. Why didn’t you just tell me this before?”
“Because I wanted you to go, sickness or not. I hate saying this, but he deserves to see you before his final breath. This is his address.” She hands me a ripped piece of parchment paper.
“I’ll go but don’t expect me to be nice.”
“I don’t expect anything of you.”
I nod, looking at the piece of paper.
“I want you to go to that address and take this with you.” She hands me an envelope. “It’s taken me a while to give it to you, but open it when you’re alone.”
“What is it?” I look at the envelope ominously as if it’s a bomb waiting to explode.
“You’ll find out when you read it. Now go and tell him everything you want to. Let it all out so you can go and choose yourself for a change!”
Chapter65
Xavier
The white picket fence dream is the way I would describe this god-awful hell that is my biological father’s family estate.
He’s loaded, yet he didn’t want to give me and my mom a cent. If he really wanted to see me, well, he could have come to the streets where I sold stolen candy. Then he would really understand why I hate him.
