41: He is my father

Massimo

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The last hour of my life was no less than a roller coaster ride for me. I was happy that finally, finally, the Moon Goddess heard my prayer, but with a twist.

Twist that I had dreamed of or could think of. I blamed her for everything in anger, even though I knew it was all my fault. But I wasn’t expecting her to apologize to me.

Was she for real?

Her apology was more like a taunt to me.

To be honest, I didn’t even hear most of the things because my mind needed time to wrap up everything that I was listening to and watching.

She fooled me.

She loved me.

She has a pup, or, I should say, a son now.

She was a single mother.

And she also had a boyfriend.

There were so many things that I wanted to talk about with her, but she added a clause about staying professional.

Professional reminded me of her profession.

Damnit! She was now a pediatric psychiatrist. As much as I was proud of her, a part of me was worried about the mess that I ended up creating.

I mind-linked Guido to handle