Epilogue

Kyle's Point of View :

It's been a year since the accident happened and it's still fresh to us. What if the plan I had made for her ended in disaster? I still thought that day was the best day for us. But like I said, I just thought.

"Daddy, stop crying, Mommy will be sad." My daughter weaned me sadly. I just laughed because she stopped me from crying and then she cried too.

"Daddy can't help it, Baby. I miss your mom, I miss her so much." I said as I stared at her intently.

"Me too, Daddy, I miss her so much."

"It's my fault Dad, maybe If I didn't scare her through calls she's still with us, right? I hate myself, Daddy!" She started hurting herself. She's blaming herself for her mom's sudden death.

"Sssh, it's not your fault, Baby. It's not your fault, no one wants that to happen, okay?" I said to calm her down.

"But—"

"Don't be so stubborn, okay? Your mommy will be sad when you're like that." I get my handkerchief and wipe her tears. I pinch her nose to make her smile.

"Oh—o