Fall for You

Fourteen

14| My Flesh and Blood

I drowsily slump my body on the comfort of the bed. I feel as tired as f-uck.

Many things happened in Rath's family and I'm glad that Tatiana wasn't there.

She didn't made it in Bria's baptismal because Tristan caught a flu. She said their flight was rescheduled next week.

I reached for my phone and dialed her number.

"I just got home" I said in a tired tone. I feel like I'm sick.

(You sounded like Tristan, Mac. Did you caught a flu as well? Maybe you need some rest. And take some med before sleeping) she said in a worried tone. (How's Tori and her family?)

I told her everything I know. After my call, I just closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up with my aching body. I forced myself up.

I do everything I have to do and pay Rath and his family a visit.

Everything is still in chaos. The kids has been traumatized and needs professional help. Nevertheless, everyone is happy that Breth is safe and alive.

I spent the rest of my day doing things for the business. Tomorrow, I'll fly to Davao to personally handle everything.

Tatiana and I agreed that we'll spend three days on Manila for Tori then we'll stay at Davao for a month. She said she wants Tristan to experience farm life.

I am actually thrilled to meet her son. If everything go smooth between the two us, he'll be my son as well.

I can't understand myself. I feel excited upon having a son soon. First mention of his name, Skyler, I feel like claiming him as my own. Weird, but at least it won't be hard for me to accept her son.

A week away from her felt like a year.

Now, I am standing on the arriving area of the airport, waiting for them to show up.

"Marcus" a soft voice called me from my behind.

A wide smile plastered on my face as I turned to face her.

My eyes landed on her. She looks nervous and her face is pale. I felt worried.

Then my gazed slowly lingered beside her. On the boy she's holding.

My smile vanished as I look at his face.

What the f-uck?!

The boy looks just like me!

My jaw fell on the ground.

He got her eyes, but everything else are from me. His nose, his lips, his brows... f-uck! It's like I'm looking on myself twenty five years ago!

I froze on my ground. It feels like fate plays tricks on me.

"H-How?" I breathlessly uttered

The boy look up at Tatiana who's starting to cry

"Mommy?" he pulled her hand.

I want to come close to them but I can't f-ucking move my legs. I can't even f-ucking move a finger.

I was too shocked to react.

I saw her look down on him. "Yes, Tristan. I already explained things to you, right? That he's your biological father?" she gently talked to her son. F-uck! Our son!