The next morning, mom woke me up by eliminating the blinders coating the sun from getting in.

"There's someone downstairs waiting for you," she tells and walked past the door.

I go down from bed, going to meet the visitor who had come so early in the morning to meet me.
I wear my flip-flops and go downstairs.
As I walked to see who had Come home, my throat all of a sudden became tired, and my heart also became heavy, as I rode amid another great shock seated at my house and on my couch.

Why is Aaron here in my house?

Dalton rushed out from the dining room table and came to me.
"Mummy, this uncle came to see you," he yelled pointing at his dad.

I nodded smiling roughly at him.

I ask Mrs. Jane to send him up to his room so he could get ready for school, mom however fled as well, leaving me alone with Aaron.

"What're you doing here?"
I  went to his seat on my couch.

He gets up from the couch, looking down at me, Aaron is a little bit taller than I was.

"Can we talk?" He says.
"Talk about what?" I asked.

Aaron looks sides ways before replying, "let's talk about my son,".

I could have sworn he said, my son.
But when I tried to have him say it again, he did, with his hand firmly hitting on his waist.

What son is he talking about?

Mom strides at the same time,  Dalton walks in with her, following Mrs. Jane behind him.

Aaron sees Dalton come, and he grabs my hand and pulls me away from blocking his path_ he walks towards Dalton, and slowly pulls out his hand, wide open.

Across I see Dalton smiling _ he jumps a step down from the stair and falls right into Aaron's arms, as he embraced him.

What the hell is happening?

Mom smiling at the scene.
Mrs. Jane too, it seems I was the only one who would not accept the truth.

Is this perhaps a dream?
Or better yet some kind of nightmare?

I go close to Aaron and dragged my son away from him.
Mom sees that she walks over, and just when her hand was about to take mine off from my son_ I stopped her.
"Don't you dare," I said?
She get angry at me and left.
Mrs. Jane follows, leaving Aaron and me to facially face each other with glances.

"Samantha, what's going on,"  Aaron tries to hold Dalton.

"Don't come close, Aaron," I warned and took him back.

Aaron stopped, he begged that I Come down and think for a while.

Think about what?
There was nothing to come down and think about.

Just then, Dalton forbade my hands from holding onto his,  as he ran over to meet Aaron, leaving me in shock.

He rested his head down on Aaron's chest and called him, dad, right in front of me.
.

Aaron get all emotional and hugged him tightly.
Dalton hugged right back.

My mind is unable to process what is happening?..
No, Aaron can't be here.

I take my feet back, slowly hitting my head against the wall, and I fell unconscious.
Right after, I see myself in my bedroom and this time, everything seems to be just fine...

However the thought of Aaron's presence, made me rush down, mom and Dalton see me coming and turned.

"Baby, are you okay?" Mom interrogated.

I nodded and Dalton comes in to greet me.
"Good morning mom," he says.
He charmingly ran to his room to get his bag pack.

I fell on the sofa and grunted so loudly.
Mom noticed something was wrong, she leave the chair and food on the table and come to me.

"Samantha, tell me the truth, what happened?" She interrogated.

I raised a little from the sofa and explained the dream I had last night.

The look on my mom's face changed.
After I told her what happened and who I had seen...

She talks to herself.

"Mom?"
I placed my hand on her shoulders,  but she slaps it away and shouted at me.

"Do you not see the handwriting on the wall, " she rose from the sofa, "Aaron is coming to get his son and no matter how much you try to hide a father from meeting his son, you cannot stop destiny and the will God,"

I looked as she leaves.

I can't let that happen, under no circumstances, should they meet, I can't let that come to pass.
Aaron can't meet his son, and dalton can never be with his dad