ONE WEEK LATER.

I sent Aaron to pick up the cake on his way since Mom said she forgot to do so.
Dalton's friends came home. It was an evening birthday party. Everyone was present including Mr. Ian and his son, Keith.
I got out of the party checking if Aaron was driving in.
Mom saw me standing outside and had me dazzled when she said, Dalton had refused to come down without Aaron next to him.

Immediately I ran to his bedroom. Dalton was in there creating a scene, he swore never to go outside if Aaron didn't walk with him.

Keith comes in and even volunteers to go down with him, yet Dalton is still stuck on Aaron.
Speak of the devil, he rides in with the cake, mom had to inform us about his arrival.
Dalton picked up his bow tie and ran down to the party, I came after just to find Aaron dressed in the same attire as him.

What's happening?

Mom complimented them. She says, "You both look like father and son, don't they Samantha?"
She made a spiteful statement.

I shook my head when one of the moms at the party was having a fit with her child.
I left there to settle the issue.

Everything seems to be working fine. It was time for the cake, Mrs. Jane had it set at the centre of the room
The guests all gathered.
I stood next to my son and Aaron in the opposite directions.

Dalton picked up my hand and right there placed Aaron's hand on mine.
We stared at each other.
I saw Mom smiling from the crowd, is this perhaps one of her plans?..
Dalton gave me a slice of his cake and turned around to have the same given to Aaron.
I begged Mrs. Jane to share the cake with Dalton's friends and schoolmates.

I grabbed a champagne bottle on my way out and walked into the garden.

For some strange reason. I got a little emotional about seeing Aaron celebrating his son's birthday.
If only things didn't have to be this way, I wouldn't have hidden the obvious truth from him.
I would have been the one to have them meet.

"Hello, Samantha?"
I turned back when I heard Aaron's voice.
He walks in hoping we can talk.
Talk about what?
I got up from the bench and walked over to meet him.
I accidentally hit my toes on a huge boulder and it sends me falling into Aaron's arms.
"Whoa! You okay?"
He pulled me back.
"Don't touch me,"
I got offended and pushed him away.

"I'm sorry, but can we talk,".
He says again.

The word talk; felt like an interrogation, I faced my eyes away after asking him to leave.
He seemed like he was going to leave, just then, a hand grabbed mine and slammed me against the wall.
"What's your problem with me, Samantha, why do you hate me so much?"
He grips me tight.
I looked at him and asked if he didn't know, Aaron admitted that he had no idea why I kept on acting so cold and distant towards him.

I got disgusted by that. I pulled away and angrily slapped him across the cheek.
He held his face.

I looked away facing the door.
Unfortunately, Aaron held my hand and pulled me back to his gaze.

Why do you hate me so much?"
He began again.

With the effect of the alcohol and the heat, I pushed him off and angrily spat the truth I had been keeping all these years. 

I finally told Aaron about his son and I fell unconscious afterward.