It's been three years since when my wife left us. Sandra is now a 17 years old girl while my son Ales is now 11 but he prefer to be called as Alex.
"Dad, gotta hang out with my friends before we leave London" Sandra asked my permission.
"Of course, you can! But just be home at the right time huh?" I said and reminded her about our rules.
"Dad? Are we really going to leave London and go back to Philippines?" My son asked me after his sister left.
"Well, it's been 3 years anak. We haven't visit your mom, baka mag tampo na 'yon"
And yes, the next day after Eli being cremated and burried. Me and the kids decided to move here in London. But not to forget Eli but to heal peacefully. And now I have finally decided to get back home because it's always nice to be back. Our family there is also waiting for our comeback and I badly want to visit Eli na in person, and tell her how our life going and how do i handle my children plus our up and downs in life without her.
"I missed mom so much, dad." He sounded sad, well i can admit it we still haven't moved on about the last three years tragedy.
"Uhh, enough. Come on son continue on packing your things because tomorrow is our flight back to Philippines" I changed the topic immediately so that we can't be both stuck here remembering the day their mom left.
After an hour Sandra is now finally home.
"I decided to have a dinner out side, it's our last night here in London. So let's eat out"
Well, we chose our favorite restaurant.
"I hope mom is also here eating with us" Because this is our family's favorite restaurant. Before we eat here as four but now as family of three na lang.
"She's always with us, Sandra. Come on eat now"
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FanfictionI love you for all that you are, all that you have been and all that you will be. We got a propagandized history You won me in a landslide victory. (Thank you for my story cover Georjie)
