A Million Ways To Love You™(Never Let Go)♥ Book 3✔️

♥Chapter 40♥ ∽FINAL CHAPTER∽

*Michael's Point Of View*

I enter the house slowly. If the walls could talk they would shone me. I'm a wronged man. I have reasons to my wrong doings. Loneliness, guilt, and pain. Uncanny reasons I know. I tip-toe into the kitchen. There was a plate set up for me there. There wasn't a note anywhere. Marilyn usually leaves a note beside my dinner if I return home late. I sigh and stuck my dinner into the oven to heat up a bit. After ten minutes, my dinner was fresh and warm. I make my way into the dining room to eat. "Dad? ", I pause and slowly turned around. There stood a tired Brandon. He looked as if he had been crying as well. I smile then answered him. "Yes Brandon? ", He looks at his hand's then steps closer. "Where have you been?", I look at my plate of food. "I-", I take another pause. I don't know how to answer him. Should I answer him? I look back up. He stands at the end of the staircase waiting for my answer. "I went out to clear my mind", He shakes his head. "For four hour's dad? ", I sigh. "Brandon why are you interrogating me?", He pauses then answer's. "I didn't want to believe", He turns and jogs upstairs. I continue to stand there. I'm turning into someone my own child can't believe. I continue my walk into the dining room and began eating. When finished I return my dirty dishes to the sink. I lean against the sick and close my eye's...

* She is heightening every single one of my senses as she stops at my ear. "touch me", She said in a soft slightly muffled seductive whisper.  I felt myself slave to her demand and quickly did as she said putting my hand upon her waist.*

I quickly open my eye's. Flashbacks replay in my head. Every audity of my deception is crawling back. I splash water on my face. Looking back at it I can't believe what I have done. I can't believe I've turned into my father. Brandon reminded me of when I used to ask my father the same thing. I knew the answer to the question but wondered if he would answer truthfully. He didn't. I didn't.  I sigh and returned my dishes to there rightful places. I turn and made my way upstairs. After a much needed shower, I retired to the bed. "I'm sorry Marilyn please forgive me, I'm wrong ", I whispered caressing her face. She twitches. I turn on my side. My back to her face. I look at the time. 12:00 A.M. I let my eyelids fall...

*Marilyn's Point Of View *

How do you walk away from something so sentimental? How do you walk away? These questions run through my mind as I enter into a place of change. A place that can and will change thing's. What's stopping me? Their name's, Brandon, Dylan, and Jasmine. I made a promise to myself and those children to never even consider this drastic option. Sometimes promises are broken. I have come to realize that.  "Whose ever next in line I can take you", I looked up and took in a deep breath before taking another step...

*Michael's Point Of View *

This morning I woke up with guilt. I awoke with loneliness as well. She wasn't there beside me. She didn't bless me with her smile. She didn't even leave a note. But when she returned she spoke loud volumes, but nevertheless there were no word's. The paper before me answers all unasked questions. I look up at her. "Marilyn, I -", She shakes her head. "I can't, Once was enough, I'm not doing it again Michael, never again ", She wipes her face as tears stream down. I stand up to walk closer. She backs away. "The kid's don't need this Marilyn I-", "Neither did they deserve this, I'm sorry ", She turns and walks out. I look at the dining table. I can't do it. I won't do it....

The End!!!

A/N: Quite the cliffhanger huh? I just first want to thank all who have read the series of this book. It means so much! It really does. Thanks to my bigger supporter Yuli. This girl has read every chapter from book 1 all the way till now. Thank-you I can't even thank her enough. I want to also say that making this book was a beautiful experience for me. It really was. I hope you enjoyed!

-Marilyn.E ♥