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"A letter" I mumbled to myself still gazing at the piece of paper on top of my dresser, without any hesitation I grabbed the piece and stepped towards my childhood bed and sat on the edge. I was curious, so I swiftly unrolled it and started reading.

IT READS
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Sweetheart, I couldn't found words to say this to you so I thought that writing you this letter will do me good and save me from facing you.

I am ashamed as a mother sweetheart but this is it, I must tell you because you deserve to know. This is where it all started, I was young when I got married to Luke Peterson and on top of that, I was forced to marry him.

At the age of 23, I was already married, I never got a chance to explore and live the life of a 23-year-old. I was still in college when all this happened, both your grandmother and grandfather had a friendship going on with his parents. So-

Let's save that for next time.

The reason of writing you this letter is. I started working as a personal assistant for Mr. Robertson 2 years later after my marriage as you already know, we started having an affair.

Truth is I never loved Luke but your grandmother told me that it takes time to develop love, she said in time I'll learn to love him so I stayed for her sake.

My affair with Mr. Robertson didn't stop there, something else happened and this is what happened I fall pregnant for him. I wanted to abort the child but he insisted on keeping it. (I'm glad I didn't)

I wanted to do it because I was scared of the humiliation I thought I brought to my parents and Luke of course. But I didn't instead I pretended as if the pregnancy was my husband's and it has been like that since.

He was a married man just like I was, divorce was not an option because of your grandparents wouldn't allow such, in their eyes, it was an abomination. So Mr. Robertson and I continued with our partners though we were seeing each other in secret.

There came a time when your father will confront me about my relationship with him, but I always told him that Mr. Robertson was only my boss. So was him, he was going through the same situation at his house with his wife, worse part John was already born.

Mr. Robertson and I decided to keep it a secret but he promised to take care of the child even though we had to lie and say the child belonged to Luke. As the child grew I was to send him pictures of every birthday.

From day one since the child was born Mr. Robertson was taking care of our little girl.

Sweetheart, you are that sweet Little girl, John's father is your father.

I was waiting for the right time to tell you this but now that you had met John and about to be wedded to him I had to tell you now.

IM SO SORRY.

This secret has been hidden for many years, I didn't know it will lead to this.
I know you're hurting right now but I want you to know how sorry I am about everything, please found it in your heart to forgive me. I love you Emily and I never wished to hurt you.

I would like to make it up to you.

YOUR MOM: Mary.
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As I continued to read the letter tears were running freely down my cheeks, I could taste the salt of my snot and tears mixed together. My mother seeing John's father was already a heavy burden on my shoulders, but this I couldn't bear.

I couldn't stop my tears as they continued to stream down from my eyes, I was hurt I was shocked I didn't know what to do but cry. The piece of paper slipped out of my hand as they were now shaking uncontrollably.

I founded myself laying belly flat on my bed sobbing, a lot was going through my mind.

(What's going to happen between John and I, will we have to continue as brother and sister or what)

At this point, my mind wasn't functioning as it supposed too. I was bewildered, I wanted to scream to my mother for hiding such a secret to me and the rest of my family.

After a few minutes or an hour of crying, I stood up and headed downstairs, "Mary!" I shouted her name but she was nowhere to be found nor was Olivia. But wait, the front door was unlocked but where were they.

"Mary!" I went to open the back door that led to the back yard. I glared everywhere still shouting her name, I knew there was a possibility for her to be there but I was wrong.

"Mother where the hell are you"

I yelled my lungs out, as I glanced around the whole place and there was no sign of her. I went back upstairs to my room and snatched my phone as I dial her number. It rang but she didn't pick up, I tried for the second time still no answer.

"Sis!" I had Olivia's voice calling me out from downstairs, and that was where I run too. She was standing there with her black mini skirt, black cowboy boot, and a white T-shirt underneath a jean jacket. As I stood at the button stair gazing at her.

"What! Are you gonna stand there and watch, no hug no hi Lil sis" she said with her hands thrown at the air. "Sis, are you alright," she asked as she slowly stepped towards my direction since she had realized my unusual expression and reaction.

I run and threw myself to her arms, and tears starting dropping of my eyes once again. She squeezed me in her embrace "Emily what is it where is mum" she sounded confused from my state at that time. I continued crying which grew her curiosity "Emily! what is it, come with me, come let's sit down"

She dragged me to sit on the couch at the living room, already we were practically at the sitting room because our house was an open plan house, and from the front door the first thing you see when you enter was the living room. We both sat down with my head leaning on her lap.

She brushed my hair "calm down, tell me what's going on sis" she murmured. I sat up straight as I heaved attempting to get it together but it was hard.

"Livia, you don't know where mom is," I asked on my crying voice emotional but furious voice, since that was the person I needed to see and jump onto. "No she was here in the morning, when I left" she replied, confusion was written on her pale face.

"Livia I-" I was interrupted by a familiar voice calling out my name from the outside of the house, I swiftly got off the sofa and concentrated on the sound of the voice. It was husky and alluring and it sounded exactly like my favorites of them all.

"Emily!" The attractive voice got deep and closer, knowing exactly who it was I run towards the front door, before I could open it automatically the door widely opened. As it opened I was instantly brought to a warm hug I squeezed in and again I felt warm wetness on my cheeks.

"Oh John, I'm glad you're here" on a shaky voice I squeaked still on his embrace. "Princess I had to be here when I heard that-" he paused exactly after I shushed him as I placed my wet lips on his. "Don't say it-" I muttered but I was discontinued by Olivia's yell behind me "what's going on here!".

I whirled to her direction, she had her hands thrown on the air whining. I turned to glance at John, he glanced back at me as we held hands and strolled to the confused Olivia.

John's hands were holding both mines as we settled on the two sitter sofa while Olivia was seated at the other one opposite ours in the middle was a wooden coffee table. She was staring at us as we stared at each other not knowing how to even start explaining the entirety of the issue.

"Does dad knows about this, is it the reason he stays at the hotel?' She asked after I had shown her the letter, right now she was sitting together with us on the same couch, I in the middle of them as they both tried to calm me down.

My body was feverish at this point, my eyes started to burn as for John, his black silky hair was now messy after numerous finger strokes. He was hurt and angry but he had to be strong for me. " I'll give you some space" my younger sister murmured as she stood and headed up the staircase to her room.

"What's going to happen" I had to ask him even though he didn't have an explanation to my question. He looked at me his eyes roaming around mine. He was speechless he kept running his fingers through his hair " I love you Princess and I'm engaged to be wedded to you, I don't know how to answer your question" he murmured as he stood.

I didn't understand his statement when he said he doesn't know.

Was he going to just forget about us and start to love me as his sister from now on? Or he was going to continue to be my fiance then my husband then we make kids in our dream family house.

My mind gone wild, I stood and patted his left side shoulder "what's going to happen, John, I need to know" I asked, his body was still facing the opposite direction with his neck turned to face me who was standing behind him with my one hand on his shoulder.

"Emily, I don't know, I don't" my hand was instantly removed from his shoulder as he swiftly swiveled his whole body to face my direction fully. His voice sounded like a whisper yell I froze from his reaction, I asked him a question smoothly but he responded furiously.

As he said those words he hurried away from me and headed to the front door which obviously led outside. I froze as I gazed at him stepping outside and the door slammed shut behind him.

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