26 Unboxing a can of worms

Chapter 26 

I walked up to the familiar porch and the humble-looking cottage where I had grown up, the trees which I planted when I was only five years old had overgrown the barn and stood lonely in the night. The past few days, I was a mess with my thoughts consuming me. I know better than to let Celine’s word get to me but I can't seem to dismiss it fully. There was a constant annoying gnawing thought at the back of my stubborn thick head. I knew my mother would raise suspicion if I were to ask her now after I had promised her I wouldn't ever bring up the sad excuse of my biological father. So, I needed a different approach. It took a lot of willpower for me to just turn back and forget everything and continue living my life with my husband who showers me with love. What more do I need? 

The last thought was very tempting and convincing, but I was also curious to know what type of man my father was. 

I walked int