I Won't Let You Go Again

Chapter 2 - Christian De Luca

(Hannah) "Christian?" – she whispered, her eyes creating tears.

(Martha) "Hannah? Are you okay?"

Hannah's head snapped to her friend that was now wake.

(Martha) "Are you crying? What's wrong?" – she started standing from the bed.

Hannah tried not to wake up Marco, standing up at the same time. When they were both standing, Hannah grabbed Martha's hand and shut the bathroom door once they were both inside.

(Martha) "Hannah, you're scaring me." – she eyed her friend carefully.

Hannah just gave her the picture, watching Martha's eyes run over the person on the photo.

(Martha) "Wait... Is this the guy that was with you at the building?" – she looked up to her friend again.

(Hannah) "It's Marco's father."

Martha frowned at the picture.

(Martha) "But he's dead."

Hannah shook her head.

(Hannah) "There's a date in the back."

Martha turned the picture and then turned it around again when she realized the picture was from yesterday.

(Martha) "So he's alive?"

(Hannah) "I think so..."

(Martha) "How did you even get this?" – she asked after some seconds of silence.

(Hannah) "Someone ran into me at the event tonight and gave me an envelope with that inside."

(Martha) "Do you think this is something you should believe in?"

(Hannah) "Martha, look at him."

She looked at the picture again.

(Hannah) "I've never seen him in a suit. Not in a complete suit. And he didn't have a tattoo on the back of his left hand. It's from now..."

Martha looked up again.

(Martha) "What're you gonna do now?"

Hannah gulped.

Next night

(Marco) "Mommy, will you tell me a night story?"

(Hannah) "Sure, baby. Let me just brush my teeth, alright?"

Marco nodded his little head and got in the bed, under the covers while Hannah walked to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

When she was done, she walked back to the bedroom to see Marco with his back against the headboard and with a white paper in his hands.

(Hannah) "What're you looking at?" – she asked while walking to the bed.

When she could finally see what it was, her eyes widened.

(Marco) "Who is this, mommy?"

Hannah's mouth fell open but then she shut it right back.

(Marco) "Who is this man?"

Hannah sat down beside Marco, beneath the covers and grabbed the picture, holding it so they could both look at it.

(Hannah) "He uh..." – she then sighed, trying to find some courage to say the words. – "That's daddy..."

Marco frowned.

(Marco) "But you said daddy was dead."

(Hannah) "I thought he was too."

Then, Marco's face lit up in happiness.