The Truth

DAY 2

Today is Friday, May 25th 2018, and I am 32 years old. Its just me, the city of Paris, my 9 year old baby boy Sean and my close friend and partner Jordan. I wake up every morning and wonder, if he still thinks of me or if he has moved on, or if he is looking for me. Life has not been the same since that day 9 years ago, where everything fell apart. I lost my the only man that ever loved me, my family, my friends. I was only left with one thing that day; the news that I was pregnant.

I wake up every morning and get to see our child. Happy, healthy and running around without any danger to him. He looks very much like his father. He was his fathers hair, and eyes. I haven't yet told him, the full truth about his father. He thinks his father and I are separated. He also thinks that his father is Jordan.

Jordan and I have a friendship that words can't explain. It goes back years, when I use to train with Ben. Ben would always partner up us together. At first, I hated his guts. Turned out, he wasn't that bad. He turned out to be, that one person, who never left my side no matter what happened. He even left behind the love of his life, to come live this life with me in Paris, miles away from Canada. Without him, I would be no where. I would not have been able to bring my life back together for my son, if it weren't for Jordan. I owe him more than my life. Words cannot express my appreciation for everything he does for me and my son.

The man I fell in love with, and Sean's father, Stephan is still alive and well in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Everyday I think about how I betrayed Stephan, he doesn't even know he has a son. He doesn't even know I am alive. He thinks I died, that night 9 years ago. He doesn't know what happened, and how it all happened. And, before I get judged, I loved this man. I loved him so much, that I left him for his own good. I didn't have a choice, Ben, gave me no choice. Everything was compromised. And... that... was... that. That marked the end of something so beautiful.

I miss him, every second, every minute, every hour and day. I miss how his lips use to feel against mine, I miss his touch, I miss the way he use to tell me all about his rubbish research, and I would sit there pretending to know what he was saying. I miss the way we use to eat breakfast together (he did all the cooking), I miss the way.... I just miss everything.

I don't blame Ben. He was not wrong. Fourteen years ago, when he sent me into that University, it was to protect his son.

His son....

Stephen.

I wasn't suppose to fall in love with him.

I really wasn't suppose to.

I didn't think or know I would fall in love with Stephan. I do partly blame my self. I had one job and only one job and that was to protect Stephan. All I ended up doing was making things worse.

Flashback

My name is Maya S. and I am an agent of the Canadian Agency of Intelligence.

-Some secrets you take to your grave

Till Next Time,

-M

Woahhhhh.... that's a big secret.

Why didn't Maya just tell Stephan?

Where is Stephan now?

What is he doing?

What happened 9 Years ago?

Was it that bad... that Maya had to disappear?