"So how does a 'real wife' suppose to behave huh? Tell me Mr. I know everything!" I screamed and he started walking towards me.
"Start learning woman," he said and before I got a chance to interpret what he said, he pulled me toward him and kissed m...
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I became pale as soon as I saw my son running towards me shouting 'mommy' just as we got out of the elevator.
He wrapped his small arms around my legs and I scooped him up not daring to look at Leon's face.
"I'm so sorry Emma, he was just crying saying he wanted to see and here we are." Veronica said, a worried look on her face.
"It's fine, I will take it from here," I couldn't blame him. Whenever he wakes up alone he always freaks out.
I motioned Veronica to go out and we went fast before Leon started asking me questions that I couldn't answer. We took a cab back home.
Later that night after feeding Alvin and putting him to bed, I joined Val in the kitchen.
"How are you?"
"Now, I'm good. But a few hours ago, I felt like I could die."
"You do know very well that sooner or later he will know the truth, " as much as I tried to deny it, I knew there would come a time when I would have to tell him everything. Whether I liked it or not.
I sighed tiredly and she put her arms around me hugging me.
The next day, I got a call from Mr. Nicholas telling me to come to work.
"Are you sure you want to work there? I didn't know that Leon was going to be their partner."
"I'll be fine. Besides, I really need this job." I don't know if I was convincing her. I gave her a kiss on her cheek, grabbed my stuff and left after kissing my son goodbye as well.
My steps we're cautious as I entered the building, my eyes looking everywhere to see if he was there as well. I don't know if I will be able to work with him being around. Yesterday, I realized just how I still loved him and it killed me.
Luckily, I didn't see him the whole day. I spent the day familiarizing myself with the people and my tasks. It felt good to be able to feel the pencil in my hands forming designs.
I was so engrossed in my work that I hadn't realized that it was time to go home. When I stepped out, something kicked in.
Tomorrow was the birthday day of my son. A smile crept to my lips as I went to search for a gift for him. I sent a quick text to Veronica so that she can help me with the preparations.
Throughout my pregnancy period, I was super excited to see my son. If he will resemble his father or me. And in the end, he came looking exactly like his father. And sometimes I wonder if he didn't see that yesterday.
Every year, his birthday is a reminder of the unexplainable love and joy I felt when he first came into this world.
It didn't take me long to find the right choice since I knew that my son was fond of these things. I hailed a cab and went home.
"Mommy, tomorrow is my birthday!!" He shouted as soon as I entered.
"Yes my little prince. Tomorrow is the big day!" I matched his enthusiasm as I scooped him up and showered him with kisses and the love I couldn't show to Leon.
Eva came running too and I held them both in my hands while Veronica was making dinner.
During dinner, my son couldn't stop saying what he wanted as his birthday presents and it crushed my heart because I couldn't offer him all of those things.
"Why do you look sad?" Veronica asked as we were clearing the table.
"It just saddens me that I can't provide him with all that he wants," I admit and nod my head.
"But you gave him something most people don't usually get. Love." She was right. While I was unable to give him things financially, I made sure that he got all the love he needed.
A thought crossed my mind that if Leon knew about his existence he would make his wishes a reality but I quickly dismissed those thoughts.
We decided to celebrate the birthday first at a coffee shop where he would get his cake then we would head to the fair. During the whole tour, he couldn't hide his excitement.
As soon as our butt touched the chairs, one of the waiters emerged with the cake with three candles and we all started singing, "Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you.." He smiled a genuine smile which melted my heart. I couldn't wish for more. His happiness was contagious.
With all the commotion, everyone in the shop was watching us and some were singing along. A smile crept up to my lips and it died almost instantly as my eyes saw the last person I wanted to see in the far corner.
As if sensing this, he looked up and met my eyes. I couldn't comprehend the emotions dancing in his eyes as he fixed his gaze to me, to the cake then to my....our son.
Kevin also glanced at me when he saw that Leon's attention had shifted.
Even if he was far, I could see the questions in his eyes he wanted to ask me. Questions I was unable to answer, at least not yet.
I tore my gaze from them and fixed them on my son. He left his chair, came where I was sitting and wrapped his small arms around me, pressing his small body against me.
"I love you so much, mom. Thank you for everything."
Unlike other kids, it still amazed me how my son knew how to speak almost every word at three years. He was as intelligent as his father...
Without meaning to, tears came down and I hugged him even more. Somewhere in the background, I heard people applauding. But my sole attention was on my son, his smell, his hair, his eyes that mirrored his fathers, and how I was lucky to have him.
When I raised my gaze to where his father was sitting, I found out that their gaze we're still fixed on us. Not even blinking.
