Broken Strings novel Chapter 19

MELISSA QUIZON

"Mommy!"

Wright looked down at the thighs and smiled sadly as he watched Reid. I turned to Reid as he held my hand. His forehead is furrowed. He really looks like his father.

"Why are you here? Are you related to us?" Reid asked.

I didn’t know what I should answer to his question. Wright and I looked at each other. I could read in his eyes the anticipation that our son would meet him. I had long prepared for Wright and I to face each other. I've been thinking for a few days and I've made up my mind.

My son deserves to have a father. I will no longer disregard that right.

I swallowed a few times. I knelt so Reid and I could meet eyes. "Give Granny the flower and the candle first. Don't play with the candle, okay? The last time you played it, your hair got burned. We'll just talk."

One of his eyebrows rose and looked at Wright. "You're not going to steal my mom, are you? Because I will kick you and punch you."

It takes seconds for Wright to answer.

"No. No." He says hoarsely.

Reid nodded and went over to Grandma's grave. Wright and I looked at each other. I took a deep breath then turned around and walked away. I felt like he was following me. When we got away from Reid, I confronted him.

"Melissa, please—" I raised my right hand to stop him from speaking.

"You've already explained, Wright. I don't want to hear anything else you have to say. I've decided." I said coldly. "You turned your back on me, not only me, but also my son. You throw me away like a dog after you got me pregnant and then, you run away."

S-hit. I can no longer covered the pain with every word I uttered. All my hard work was just to raise Reid. I need to combine work, study and taking care for my child.

"I can give my son a good life. I can give him everything he needs. I can protect him. I can do all of it, Wright. All by myself."

He bit his lower lip and bent down. I knew every word I said pierced him.

I swallowed to clear the blockage in my throat. "I can also give him the right to know who's his father."

I couldn’t help but look at his expression. I heard his heavy breathing.

I have decided and thought about it. I know I was wrong when it came to not introducing Reid to his real father. But I can't go wrong anymore. I will never accept Wright again in my life.

"There's only one thing I can't afford to give to my son, Wright. I can’t give him a whole family." I paused and looked at him coldly. "I can’t be with you."

He was silent for a moment. Now he can feel how words kill.

Just say a few words and that’s enough to ruin other people's lives.

I heard him sigh. I looked at him. Even though he was smiling, I could still see the sadness in his eyes. We were only about a step away, so I examined his eyes more. A tear fell from one of his eyes. Sign of happiness or sadness, I don’t give a damn. He immediately wiped it off.

“Thank you. Thank you for giving me a chance to prove that I’m a better man now, Melissa.”

No.

No. I won't fall on his act. Not this time.

“The chance I gave you was to get closer to Reid. I won’t give you a chance to ruin my life once more.” I said coldly. Emotionless. Blank. Nothing. “Because you know, Wright, you’re late. Six years late. I moved on. I hope you do the same.”

“I can’t, Mel. I need you.”

"Those times I need you, where are you?" I swallowed to clear my throat. He is not worth the tears. “I need you anymore then you show up.”

"I regret—"

"You know what? This isn’t getting us anywhere. It's not about the two of us, it's about my son.” I composed myself. “I'll take care of when I tell Reid everything. I’ll… I’ll inform you if I already told him.”

“No. I want to face Reid when he finds out the truth.”

"What should I know?"

I peeked over Wright's shoulder and saw my son standing behind him. I approached Reid and leaned in front of him.

I glared at him. "You got your hair burned."

He averted the gaze. "No. I didn't play with candles.”

His right eyebrow twitched. That was the sign that he was lying.

"You're lying."

"N-No." One of his eyebrows moved again. “I… I’m not.”