you bastard

“Can I see the letter she wrote?“ Massimo asked, Alex gave him the letter. He looked at it and a smirk pulled up on his lips. “We overlook certain details at times in life even though it is staring at us in the face with a bride smile.“ He chuckled, leaving Alex confused.

“What does that mean?“ Alex asked.

“Is this Laura's handwriting?“ He asked looking at the letter.

“Yes, it is, there was a time she wrote a poem because Kimberly asked her to.“

…….Flashback…..

Kimberly picked up a pen and paper and rushed to Laura's side, “Mummy let's write a poem together.“ She looked at her with puppy dog eyes.

“I don't know how to write a poem, I have never liked that genre of literature.“ She carried Kimberly and placed her on her leg.

“We can write the ones we know like twinkle twinkle little star.“ Kimberly was determined to write a poem with her mother, no matter what it is.

“Hmm ok, I think I can work with that.“ She picked up the paper and pen and scribbled on it, she wrote