A Letter To My Father นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"A father making appeals for his son. Explaining how he's changed. Asking you to give him another chance." "Yes." "That's not why I wrote the letter." "Then why did you?" "Because I'm dying and I wanted to meet you before I run out of time to meet people who matter." "I matter?" "You've been living in my son's head for three years. That makes you matter whether you want to or not. I'm way too curious to let it slide.” The coffee arrived, and I took a sip. "Does Adrian know you wrote that letter?" I asked.

That’s really good because they require patience. I want to tell you some things I should have told you while I was alive. The fact that I’m telling you in a letter is either cowardice or practicality and I’m choosing to call it practicality. First, your father was extraordinary. Not just because he was right about Whitmore but because he was the kind of man who couldn’t look away from something wrong even when looking away would have been easier and safer and smarter by every measure and you are exactly like him in this way and I have spent thirty years watching you not know it.

And now, son, you’re standing at the edge of them. I guess it’s true what they say. A man doesn’t understand the weight of his choices until he becomes a father. I pray that wherever you are in life, you grow into a better role model, a better human being, than I ever was. I wrote this letter in the short time I have left in this world, not to burden you, but to prepare you. Do not stop digging. You are already next on their list.

"But I also need to know what it says." "Then open it," Logan encourages gently. I unfold the paper with shaking hands and my father's handwriting is exactly how I remember from birthday cards when I was little. *Dear Freya,* *I know you're angry and I know sorry isn't enough but I need you to know that leaving you was the hardest thing I've ever done. I watched you from the shadows and celebrated your victories and mourned your losses and wished every day that I could be there openly. You've grown into someone I'm incredibly proud of and I hope someday you'll let me be part of your life again. Until then I'll be here waiting because you're worth waiting for.*

my father yells at us like we're still kids The phone goes tumbling across the room and I shift back and race across the room to snatch it off the floor. I open the message and read it. Orion is lying on floor laughing his ass off. "You're just too damn easy man" he laughs out amused by my reaction. I read the message and blush seeing her two kisses at the end. "Are you blushing?" My father says My mother smacks his arm "Leave him alone. I remember you used to love the letters I wrote to you"

With blood and fire and every part of me that ever knew pain, now remade into love. I folded the letter and tucked it into a box labeled “From Your Father.” Just in case. Just so they’d always know. That I was nothing like the man who raised me. And everything like the one I chose to become.

the driver greeted with a smile, his voice familiar. I glanced in, and sure enough, it was one of my father’s men. I didn’t ask questions. I got in, sliding into the backseat. The car was warm, and as the ride began, my thoughts swirled. I was going home, but not to the place I used to call home. I was going back to my family.

" She handed a small, yellowed piece of paper to Danial. It was a note written by his father. Danial unfolded the small, yellowed piece of paper, eager to read the words his father had left behind. The letter was short but heartfelt: "My dearest Danial, I hope this letter finds you safe and happy. I know that you must have many questions about why I had to leave, and I wish I could explain it all in person. But circumstances were dire, and I had no choice but to go and leave you and your mother to protect you. Please believe me when I say that I never wanted to leave you. You are my world, my pride, and my joy. I cherish every moment we spent together as a family, and not a day goes by when

Mirabella My heart thumped against my ribcage as I read mom's letter to me.. "Dear Mirabella. By the time you are reading this, I'll be no longer with you.. I know you have alot of questions and probably mad at me for my stupid decision that changed your life.. I am so sorry sweetheart.. But I had to option left.. When I was kidnapped, I was so scared thinking I'll never see the next day.. But I managed to escape.. I found out that they wanted to kill your father.. No matter the fact that I was mad at him, I'm still in love with that arrogant ass man.. He is my lifeline.. So was I to him.. And they figured it out.. I was a pawn to them and as long as I'm with your father.. He'll be in risk t

And I've regretted it every day since. *I'm not telling you this to make you hate your father. I'm telling you because you deserve to know the truth. And because I hope—I hope you'll be better than us. Kinder. Braver.* *Don't let the past define you, my son. Don't let the sins of your father become your own.* *I love you. I've always loved you. And I'm so proud of the man you're becoming.* *Forever yours,* *Mom* --- Ella read the letter twice.