Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter 32

*Maria Camilla*

Felipe and I walked into a modern house with a whole lot of flowers and gardens until we stopped at the lounge.

"Where's the most beautiful, intelligent and smart daughter of all times?..... Welcome." Alonso's voice rang alarms in my brain before he came into sight.

He has changed alot. He now had a beard and mustache his hair is already turning grey just like the general.

My blood boiled and my hands tightened in a fist.
Turning around I intended to leave but Felipe soon held my arm and shook his head at me. Glaring at him, I gestured for him to let go before I do something bad.

"My child, why don't you come give your father a hug?" My eyes diverted to him in pure anger and rage.
"You animal!" I gritted my teeth.
"Your mother told me that you'll be coming home next week but I was so impatient to see you again, you're all grown up," he stepped closer but I glared daring him to take even one more step.

"Come to your father," his arms wrapped around me as my body stiffened. His scent has changed and I remember when I was a toddler how he use to carry me up in the air and I will giggle.

"I'm sorry." He said but I just stood still.
I thought when the day that I meet him comes, I'll hate him, I'll kill him but now that the day is here, it's so difficult.
Whether I like it or not, I still have his blood running in my veins.

"I'm sorry." He apologized again.

I thought of all of the times he would play hide and seek with me and gingerbread man.
He pulled away and Felipe excused himself.

"Come sit," I was numb to realize what was happening until I was sitting with his hands on mine.

"I know asking for forgiveness isn't enough for everything I've done to you but my child, I want you back in my life, I want to spend the short time I have left with my daughter before I die," my gleaming eyes shot up at him and the tears immediately fell.

"Well I hope your soul rots in hell!" I stood up to leave but his hands stopped me.
"This is all I'm asking for Maria Camilla. I want to spend my last days with my family before I leave please," he went down on his knees but I just yanked my hand away and left there.

My chest tightened in a knot.

I was angry at myself for not hating him, for not being angry at him as I thought I would be.

My head feels heavy and unbearable to carry.
Night had fallen so soon.
Wiping my tears away, I returned home.

Upon arrival, Lucio told me that Carlos was here at the garden with Nana.
From the other side of the glass door, I watched them chat and laugh together.
If only I could be that happy, but maybe I wasn't meant to live a peaceful and normal life.

Tired, hurt, angry, I slowly walked up the stairs, took a quick shower and got into my night dress.
I stood at my bungalow with my arms wrapped around me because of the cold weather. The season was changing, it would be winter soon.

The wind blew on my loosed hair and I took in the fresh air, soothing my nerves.

"Pappaa," as a toddler, I poked my head at the corner of the kitchen where pa was hiding with my short curls.

"What a smart little kid!" Ma picked me up in her arms and pa poked my cheek as they laughed and I grinned.

I felt a tear on my cheek but I couldn't stop them from falling. It's even harder to hold them back now.

Why is my past catching up with me?

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