The thirty fifth time we met;

It's been years. I'm now 20, you're probably in your late twenties now. You're probably married with a happy family, a beautiful wife and your children, you probably forgot about me and our child. But then fate decided to make me miserable again. Fate had once took away my father, my mother, my siblings. Fate took you away from my side. All I have left is the fruit of our love. My child, our child.

Now Fate made you and me cross paths again. Fate made you know about our child. I pretended to not know you, but you saw me, you saw the child. You did nothing.