Dearest Whomever,

Our Son, Dylan.

Published on : 2016, 16th January

Dear Ed,

How are you, my long lost bestfriend? I missed you. I am very sorry for leaving you hanging and cut off the contact with each other. It's been years sinced we last met, and that was the party after graduation day.

Something happened between us, Ed. We were drunk at the party in Kelvin's house. I was merely conscious but more drunk and lost control of myself. The alcohol must've taken over my body. I forgot that I am low tolerant in alcohol.

So, yes. "Something" happened. And the seed bloomed. I was afraid. I became a teenage mom.

Few weeks after I knew I was pregnant by our child, my family and I migrated to Singapore to further my studies and also to give birth there instead. I kept this as a secret except Debra. She was the first one to knew. Luckily, she never told anyone.

At first, I thought of aborting the child I was carrying. I was very young. I was just 17. I had goals in life. My reputation and my family's.

I was not scolded by my parents but got very disappointed at me at first. Then, they told me that it's God's blessing and should not abort it. I learned to accept and love the baby I carried.

I managed to finish my studies and currently working as an entrepreneur and continued my mom's restaurant business. I may have not fulfilled my dream as a flight attendant, but atleast my current job is better than I could imagine. It's enough to support our child for school.

It's been nine years, Ed. We have a son. His attitude and his looks are a lot like you. Sadly, he only got my eyes. He is very smart and liked by his teachers in school.

I feel so guilty not telling you this earlier. Maybe, our lives might be different than what we are now. I regret everything.

Would you even forgive me? Will you agree to get married with me and raise our beautiful child? Or will you take custody of him instead because I kept him away from you? Please, don't do that.

Unfortunately, I heard. You are getting married. Congratulations, my bestfriend. I hope you'll be very happy with her. I wish the best for you both.

I just want to ask you, Ed. Our son has been bugging me and asked where and who's his father. Before you get married in two weeks, do you, if you want to, meet your son?

Our son, Dylan.

I'm very sorry,

Amy.