"Life was amazing, you turned 8 months.. until we had a bad argument. Your mother and I did not speak to each other afterwards, then I left home for a business trip"
"When your aunt, Nayeon called me that your mother was in labor. I took a cab and quickly rushed to the hospital, unfortunately I had a car accident"
"After nine months, I finally could get to hold you. But your mother did not survive. Her body was brought back to her hometown, Japan"
"I wanted to visit her but I was not ready to see her grave because I never got to say good bye"
Tzuyu looked at the window, snowflakes falling and children playing with the snow. The look in Tzuyu's eyes were grieving and sorrowful, his tears were obvious as they fall down his cheeks.
The man has never felt this much misery in his life. Oliver ran to his father, giving hug, "I'm sorry.." the boy softly whispered.
"It's not your fault. Your mother is proud of you" Tzuyu kissed his boy's forehead and stood up, "Let's clear the negativity, it's Christmas! Follow me to the kitchen and help me with the turkey"
