Prologue
Dear my butterfly,
I know my diagnosis of lung cancer had been hard on you as well as on the both of us. Especially you. I’m not afraid of dying. I’ve had a wonderful life from meeting your mom, marrying her and then, of course, meeting you.
I still remember holding you in my arms when you were just five minutes old. Your cries that ceased the moment your fragile body was handed to me.
I also remember when you were eight and you and Aubrey would use your hairbrushes as fake microphones, singing along to the Hannah Montana theme song. Now, you’ve grown up to the woman I’m the most proud of.
You have a beautiful gift. Every time I hear you practice the piano, it brings tears to my eyes. Every time I hear you sing with all your soul, I imagine you on a big stage with thousands of fans cheering and screaming your name.
You have the voice of an angel. When I pass on, I want the world to know that. I feel it in my gut that, with your talent, Emory King will be a household name.
I wish I could be there to watch you on your journey to fame or to watch you accept your Grammy award. Just don’t forget to mention me in your speech.
One more thing, I want you to forgive your mother. This may be hard for you. I understand that. However, she’s still your mother.
She will always be your mother no matter what and she will be the only parent you have left. So please. Despite the resentment you hold for her, treat her with kindness and respect.
My spirit will be in the sunsets you watch every night. In the stars that litter the vast sky. In your smile when you remember a precious memory of me.
Love,
Daddy
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Rise To Stardom
Roman d'amour[ COVER BY @AlexandraLing2000 ] It was Emory King's dream to be a famous singer with thousands of fans screaming her name. That was until she found out her dad's lung cancer came back. Then, it became to spend as much time as possible with him while...
