i’m moral or immoral

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

an unconditional love of a father that turned into a romance.

I’m Moral or Immoral


January 29, 1987 – Year of the Rabbit when I got a position as an IT (Information Technology) specialist in a telephone company. It was my very first job after graduating in a prestigious university. I took up BS COE (Bachelor of Science major in computer Engineering). I learned a lot from the company and gained so much experience and friends. Though I am earning so much, learning a lot and enjoying the environment of the company, at the back of my head I’m still looking for growth and more challenges.

February 17, 1988 - It was the year of the Dragon when I met this beautiful lady working as a secretary of the President of the biggest telephone company in the country. Suntanned skin, Narrower facial shape, Fuller lips, Brown eyes, Long and dark eyelashes, higher cheek bones and narrower nose. A face that any man would dream of. It was my first day of my new journey as an IT specialist on a bigger company. I was introduced to the president, which is part of the hiring process. How can I forget the date? I was so nervous, my hands were shaking when the big boss gave me a firm hand shake. And how can I forget the girl that made look again? That same day, I told my self that I will not stop until I get to know her. I know I fell in love with a girl that I just met the first time.

February 26, 1988 - Back to work – The team of IT of the company had a meeting. The team lead designated each IT to a specific area to check computers and connections. Each IT were given 10 work stations to check. I was assigned in marketing department. I had so much fun working with these creative people. They would always ask my opinion about their ads and designs for marketing. Without any experience in that field, they would trust and take my opinion very seriously and will adjust their work of art and would always thank me for being their critics.  This is what I’ve been looking for, a healthier environment; Healthy? Yes! I am learning a lot not just in my field.

May 16, 1988 - Wait! You Thought I forgot about the girl? – Nah! It ain’t gonna happen. I became so close to these marketing people that I feel comfortable telling them about this “Girl.” They would always tease me every time I mention her.  I did not know that one of them is the best friend of the “Girl of my dreams.” I only found out one day when I was about to take my lunch and saw them eating together in the pantry. I didn’t know what to do, I felt like wearing a prison ball and chain. I can hardly walk. That feeling stopped when I heard someone calling my name. I look back and saw my friend from marketing asking me to join them. I decided to join them, pretended that everything is normal. I was finally introduced to the “Girl of my dream” and had the chance to talk to her. While eating, I can’t help but notice that they often looked at each other and giggles. It was a very awkward feeling. I didn’t know if there’s something in me that made them laugh, but still I was able to finish my lunch and pretended that I am cool.

May 17, 1988 - What happened? – Well, same thing happens the next day, the next day and the following day. - You think it made me feel comfortable knowing that I am having my lunch with them every day? Well, it’s the opposite. The longer I ate with them, the awkward feeling keeps growing.

May 23, 1988 - What action did I take? – I decided to change my routine. I changed my lunch break schedule, so I won’t be joining them anymore and I won’t have to feel uncomfortable.

May 24, 1988 - Am I happy? – yeah! Maybe! No more pretending and no more awkward feeling. Just enjoying my self working with these crazy marketing pips.

June 27, 1988 – Got a call from the Boss. I was asked to fix a computer in the office of the president. I was about to enter the office of the Big Boss when I heard someone calling my name. A voice coming from the corner of the office, before the office of the Big Boss. When I look at the person, I had this flashback. I felt everything was moving in slow motion. I remember the same feeling when I first step in this office. I remember the face of an angel looking at me and wearing a smile that can launch a thousand ships. – I was just exaggerating! But yeah, a bit close to that feeling. Anyway, I approached her and asked which unit has a problem. I found out that she’s the one who called my Boss. Anyway, I went ahead and checked her computer and found out that there’s nothing wrong, the power cable is not plugged to the power outlet. – Hmmmmm.. something fishy? I sensed that it was intentional when she made an apology. I gave her a big smile and told her that it’s fine. – I know, you’re more that excited to know what happened next, yeah? Okay, I’ll tell you. She asked me why my lunch schedule have changed. - Good start huh? I told her the truth. I don’t know where I got the courage, but yeah, I did tell her the truth. - Which or what truth? The truth about being awkward, the truth about what I feel for her. That moment, it was just a short talk, but I felt like talking for an hour and she was just smiling the whole time. I didn’t notice that I was proposing to be her boyfriend. I was like on autopilot mode. Never had I regret saying those things. – Okay, asked me what happened. Nothing! She was just staring at me, smiling at me. All I heard was “Thank you” for fixing the computer. - Huh!? I did not do anything with her computer aside from turning it on. – I hope I made her heart turned on. – “I hope” okay!? So, I left her so she can do her work. Never felt this feeling since day one. – Yes! I am so happy! Though I never got any response about what I have told her regarding my feelings.

July 4, 1988 – US Independence Day. Though we’re not a US based company, we celebrated and there were a small party for all the employees and members of the families were allowed to join. – Of course we still need to report to work. A week after I told her everything. I got a call from the office of the president, but this time it’s her on the other line asking me to come over to check her computer. – Again!? I know you think it’s intentional. And yes, it is! About to enter their office, I heard her talking to a child. When I stepped in, she introduced me to the little girl right away. Yeah right! Correct! It was her 4-year old daughter. - Whewww! What have I done! Why did I tell her how I feel for her without even knowing her that much!? Okay! I acted normal and said hello to the little girl and asked if her father brought her to her Mom’s office. The little girl was nice and told me that it’s her mom that brought her there. – Things are getting more complicated huh!? That moment, I felt that I am the most inconsiderate person in the world. I did not bother to asked first if the “Girl of my dream” is single or taken. – But she looks single and she looks young, you won’t even think that she has a baby. Moving on, she then started the conversation with the question “what did you tell me last week?” I was speechless, I was about to answer but she continued talking. It was a revelation. She wanted to tell me everything about her the day I revealed how I feel for her but she opted not to. That’s the day I found out that she has feelings for me too. – Maybe her friend from marketing told her that I am very vocal about my feelings for her. Crazy marketing people! Going back, I felt so happy when I found out her feelings for me. – Is it now officially “Us”? Again, before I could talk, she then asked if I still feel the same way, knowing that she already has a child. But again, before I could answer, she told me that the father of her child left them and had no support for their child since she gave birth. I can’t explain what I felt that moment but deep inside of me I still want to push my feelings for her. - What about the child? I know you would ask. Here it is. Finally, I said “I do.” Gotcha! It’s the other way around. I asked her to be my partner, my lover, my best friend and I offered myself to be a father to her cute little daughter. From then on, we lived together. – Not on the same house but together as lover. Okay!?

September 12, 1988 – After two months of being together, I’m ready to pop the question. I invited her to a church where I spent my childhood. It was just the two of us in front of God. – I know, it’s too early, we’re just getting to know each other. But I know that she’s the one I want to marry and spend the rest of my life with. She cried when I asked her the question. For 10 minutes, I witnessed her howling with tears. – Is there something wrong asking her to be my wife? I did not understand.  Until I heard her talk. When I heard the reason why she cried, I felt betrayed. Since we have been formally together, I kept on telling her my plans for them, getting married, having a happy family and she would just smile say “okay.” That moment, I understand why she never want to talk about getting married, why she kept changing the topic when I told her my plans for our future. – I’ll tell you the reason! Just let me get some air. When she got pregnant at the age of 18, her parents decided to have her marry the father of her child. – You know, old school, conservative generation. Anyway, to cut the story short, she can’t marry me because technically she is still married to the father of her daughter. – So, what’s the big deal? I accepted the fact that she has a child, I treated her daughter as my own. I have always been honest to her! At the end of the day, my love for her still prevailed. I told her I can wait until their marriage got nullified. I even helped her processed the papers. Good thing her “Ex” cooperated and signed the papers. – I did not meet the guy, we just sent the papers to him and he sent it back to us with his signature.

January 7, 1990 - After a long wait, finally their marriage became null and void. – This is it! I can pop the question one more time! And I did! The same day she got the annulment papers, I asked her one more time. And this time no heartaches, no betrayal, it was just happiness. – Of course she said “YES.”

June 24, 1990 – We finally got married! - Yahoooooo! Start of a new life! We finally lived under the same roof with her daughter and started building our dreams together as family.

Fast Forward >>

August 8, 1992 – She gave birth to our little angel. Another girl in the family. – Made us stronger.

January 29, 1996 – We finally got our dreamhouse! – Getting better and better! My step daughter got a letter from a prestigious institution, offering her a high school scholarship. Everything falling into places.

March 24, 2000 – My step daughter graduated as a valedictorian and received a scholarship from a university to pursue her dream of becoming an accountant. Our youngest was also doing good in school. – Perfect Huh!? We’ll see.

October 24, 2002 – My wife was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer. She never told us that she is suffering. She said she doesn’t want us to worry, all she wanted is a happy family. – This is really heart breaking for me, but I have to be strong for her. We supported her on her fight against cancer. Our daughters helped me to take care of my wife. My step daughter took care of her younger sister while studying. She reminded not to give up and showed her mom that we can overcome this obstacle. – such a tough girl! When she had free time, she made sure that there are food that we can eat. She even requested for a special class, so she can take care of her mom and sister while I am working. – It’s really tough! But I’m thankful I have this stepdaughter that’s taking care of us specially her mom.

April 2, 2004 – Our youngest graduated from primary school as a salutatorian and my stepdaughter graduated “Cum Laude,” I am so proud of them. After showing them their “Diplomas” and Medals to their mom, she gave us a big smile, a smile we haven’t seen for a long time due to her painful situation. She then requested for a “group hug.” We were all happy. I heard her whispered “Thank you for not giving up on me, thank you for making my life complete.” Tears started to fall. I didn’t know if it’s happiness or fear that I felt that moment. Fear that I might lose her any moment. - But I am strong! I want her to feel happy. So, we celebrated. Few minutes after our celebration, my wife held my hands and another whisper saying, “Treat my daughter like you have treated me, Please… and find a guy like you for your daughter. I love you.” she was holding my hand very firm as she catches her breath. I then shouted for help of a doctor. I can see the group of doctors trying to revive my wife, but she is not responding. They keep on trying and I thought I have seen enough. I told them to stop. I hugged her and gave a whisper back to her saying I will keep her last wish. I was so devastated, but I must be strong for our daughters and for my wife to be happy even if she’s not with us anymore.

 I can feel the loneliness of our daughters, longing for the love of their mom, but I know they are stronger than me. I had to be strong and show our daughters that we must move on. I decided to leave the company where I met my wife. I focused on our small business. A year had past since my wife left us, my step daughter is already a CPA and already working as a freelance accountant. We helped each other to take care of her little sister. We put a small office in our front yard where we do our own businesses. Though our businesses were successful, I can still feel the loneliness of losing my wife. I haven’t missed a night looking at the stars and praying that my wife is happy wherever she was. I noticed my stepdaughter checking on me and her little sister if we are already asleep almost every night. She even woke me up when I am having bad dreams. – I am so lucky to have her, taking care of us.

December 25, 2006 – The 3 of us celebrated Christmas eve. We cooked some special dishes and exchanged gifts which we always do even when my wife was still alive. After the celebration, we decided to rest and get ready for the next day. This time, I’m the one who checked my daughter and step daughter if they are already asleep. I kissed my little daughter goodnight and made sure that she is already sleeping and went on to the next room to check my stepdaughter. I haven’t entered the room yet when I heard her crying. I knocked and asked if she’s okay. I got a response which also made me cry. She said she is okay, but she missed her mom so much. – Again, tears fell down my chicks. I came in and asked her if she wanted to talk. We talked for a while and we were laughing as we talked about happy moments. I thought she was tired preparing our dinner, so, I told her to go to sleep and I’ll go back to my room. She nodded and gave me big hug. I felt a sensation. – I know it’s wrong and I thought I am seeing her mom in her. I said it’s time to go to sleep, but she won’t let go of my hand. I told her I’ll stay and wait for her to go to sleep before I leave. I laid down on her bed, still holding her hands. The sensation came back. I looked at her face and I felt like it’s her mom that I’m with. For a moment I lost control. I hugged her and kissed her. I can feel her lips kissing me back. It was after a couple of minutes when I gained back my consciousness. I pushed her and told her I’m sorry. I rushed into my room. I can’t help thinking of what I did. Moments later, I went out to get some water. Going back to my room, I can still hear my step daughter crying. Because I am guilty of what I did, I entered her room and asked again for an apology. She did not say a word. The guilt is killing me. I Sat down at the other side of her bed trying to calm her down. – It did not do anything good. I want to get out of the room, but the guilt is still there. I held her hands and again asked for an apology. This time, she sat down beside me and responded and told me that she is feeling the same way too. I told her to forget about what happened. There were silence after. Unconsciously, we were still holding each other’s hand. I thought it’s over, so, I kissed her goodnight, but that kiss lasted for a minute. I slowly move my face away from her, but I can’t help my self this time. I kissed her, and I can feel her lips again kissing me back. We laid down on her bed. My hands are on autopilot mode, removing her shirt, her pyjamas and her underwear. She also removed mine. I can’t stop anymore, and I can see in her face that she likes what I am doing to her. I kissed her lips down to the neck down to her two mountains, I can hear her begging for more. I spread her legs and went inside her. This time, she’s pulling my head to her thing as she wanted for more. When I can’t stand it anymore, I went back up and had my gun inside hers slowly.  I can feel some blood in hers and I can see she’s feeling some pain. I did not stop, slowly I was able to push mine inside hers. Now there’s no pain showing in her face. She pulls my head towards hers and kissed me like there’s no tomorrow while I’m pushing my gun in and out of hers. We were so tired after doing so, I did not notice that we fell asleep together. We woke up that morning at the same time. We were sharing her blanket, we looked at each other and smiled. We hugged, and we kissed. I can’t see her mom on her face anymore. I can say that I have fallen in love with another person. From then on, we shared the nights together. I know deep inside my self that it’s wrong and I thought that I might hurt my wife’s feelings. My youngest does not have any idea of what is going on between me and her sister.

January 1, 2007 -  After the New Year’s Celebration, I was cleaning out our closet. I found underneath my wife’s dress a diary. I sat down on my bed and started flipping the pages of the diary. While reading it, I did not notice the tears were falling down my cheeks. It brought me back to the very fist day I saw her.


Day 1 – “I was doing my daily routine, preparing everything for my Boss when the head of IT came inside the office and introduced a new employee under his department. The guy looked so cool, the way he dressed himself, the way he smiled and the way he talked. I witnessed everything happened that day, He looked so nervous meeting the Big Boss. I even noticed the guy looking at me every now and then. I really don’t know what it is but there’s something in him that makes me feel happy. I hope I can get to know this guy.

Day 2 – I was so happy when I heard from my friend that the guy will be assigned to their department, “Marketing Department.” I will finally get a chance to know the guy through my friend.

Day 3 – I am not the type of person who will eat or spent my lunch break with friends, I prefer to eat alone on my station but because I am so curious about the guy and my friend told me that he is having his lunch break with them – not with the same table, but at the same time. So, I decided to take my lunch with my friend. My friend called the guy and asked him to join us. The guy seemed confused whether he will join or go to a different table. And he did join us. My friend used to tease me most of the time, I smiled and giggles which makes the guy feel awkward. And yes, it did. For quite sometimes, we never saw this guy taking his lunch at the pantry anymore.

Day 4 – Over a month have past, I have never seen this guy. I told my self that I will make a move to talk to him.

Day 5 – I called the head of the IT Department and told them that my computer is not working. Well, I just made it up, I did not plug the cable to the power source. I am hoping that it’s the guy that will fix my computer.  I mean, I hoped that it’s him that will come over to check my computer. And guess what? I saw him about to enter my Boss’ room. I called him, the very first time. I called his name. He looked at me, and I told him that it’s my computer that’s not working. He noticed that the computer is not plugged in to the power source. While he’s turning on my computer, I asked him why he changed his lunch schedule. I just can’t believed what I heard! He said he fell in love with me since “Day 1!” I didn’t know what to say. I just smiled and thanked him for fixing my computer. I should’ve told him how I feel! But my situation is complicated, and I don’t know if he will accept me if I’ll tell him the truth.

Day 6 – We had a small company celebration for US Independence Day. All employees can bring their family to enjoy the company treat. There were children’s party, games, lots of food and drinks. I brought my daughter so she can play with other children. Though there is a party, I had to go to my desk and prepare all the documents for my Boss for a meeting with some clients. Everything is prepared. This is when I made another move. I called the guy’s phone and told him that there’s something wrong with my computer again. While waiting for the guy, my daughter called me asking me to join them. And then the guy entered the room, he saw my daughter and I introduced her to him. I can see his smile freezes but he’s trying to act normal. I remember him asking my daughter if her father brought her there and my daughter answered politely that it was me. I asked my daughter to go back to the party and told her I’ll just catch up. I started the conversation by asking the guy about what he said the other week. I didn’t give him the chance to talk, I told him that I am feeling the same way. I fell in love with him the very first day I saw him. I told him that my daughter’s father left us and never came back. I asked him if he still feel the same knowing my past. And this is one of the happiest day of my life. He still asked me to be her girlfriend and I can’t believe that he said that he is going to be a father to my daughter.

Day 7 – He invited me to a church and he asked me to marry him. I was not ready. I cried and told him that I am still married. But he loves me so much that he is willing to wait even if it takes forever. I thanked God for giving me this guy. I felt security. I can say that I am the luckiest girl on Earth!

Day 8 – This guy never got tired of waiting. I received the good news that I now again I’m officially single. Another craziest day of my life! He again popped the question, who wouldn’t want to marry a perfect guy like him! So, I said YES!

Day 9 – The guy is so serious to marry me, he made sure everything will be perfect. Our marriage, our family, our future.

Day 10 – While I am carrying a little angel inside my tummy, this guy always makes sure that I got everything I need, not just me but his step daughter. He taught her how to be responsible, how to take of her self and how to be brave. I can feel that he is treating my daughter his own. He has a routine of checking his step daughter every night if everything is ready for her school for the next day. He even read a story to her which I have never done for my own daughter. And he makes sure that she’s asleep.

Day 11 – I saw in this guy’s face, the happiest person in the world when I gave birth to our little angel. He said he will name her after me. I still feel that I am the most special girl in the world. He would always thank me for giving him all the happiness and blessings.

Day 12 – This guy never stopped! He surprised me with our own dream house. And my daughter got a scholarship from her dream school. I can see this guy very proud of his stepdaughter and very happy that he was able to provide happiness to all of us. I have never stopped thanking God for all these blessings

Day 13 – As I thought everything is perfect, I found out that I have a cancer. I decided to keep it to myself so that my husband and the kids will not worry. I always want them to be happy, I don’t want to be a burden to them.

Day 14 – I have been taking medication and treatment for quite some time, but the doctor could not see any improvement. It’s still a secret that I am keeping for the past few years. Though I am in pain, I am still thankful, I never felt worried. This guy never stopped showing why life is so beautiful. He always makes our children enjoy every second of their lives.

Day 15 – A terrible pain struck my chest. My husband rushed me to the hospital. He then found out the secret that I’ve been hiding for the past few years. I never seen him get angry instead, he made me feel more comfortable. He then started a small business and he always asked our company for a part-time schedule, so he can take care of me. He planned to make the business grow so he won’t have to report to the office every now and then. I often see him with our kids having a meeting. Sometimes the 2 girls would cry. I have no idea what they are talking about, maybe it’s a school problem or something that the girls did, but I trust the guy so much and I know that whatever he is doing, It’s for the best of them, it’s for the best of us.

Day 16 – After a doctor checked my condition, he talked to my husband. I am pretending that I am sleeping. I can hear them taking about my illness. I can see my husband crying. I know that my condition is getting worst. It hurts me a lot seeing this guy hurting so much because of me. But this guy is tough! I heard him again talking to the children. I can sense that he wants these 2 kids to prepare for everything that might happen. That’s when I realized that every time they had a meeting, it is about me, it is about preparing for the future. This guy always looks forward. He always prepares for whatever might happened, whether good or bad. And I am thankful that he is sharing these traits to the 2 girls.

Day 17 – Another normal day, I’m still lying in bed. My eldest daughter is now a lady. I can see my self in her but much stronger that I am, and that is because of her step dad. I saw the 3 of them playing and laughing together. I can see a happy family in them without me. I don’t know and I don’t care if this is right or wrong, but thoughts came into my mind that my eldest can replace me as a wife to this wonderful guy. I am hoping that he could find a man like him if not him. This guy deserves to be happy, the guy deserves to be loved and this guy deserves someone who sill take care of him when I’m gone.  I don’t know anyone but my daughter. This might be the last day of this book, and I want to say that I am very happy, lucky and thankful for the man that made my life complete, the man that did everything to make me happy and the man that is strong enough to face anything just to have a bright future. I know one day you’ll encounter this “17 significant days” of my life. Through this I want you to know that I have been the happiest person in the world and I’m thankful that I am the “Girl of your dream.!” I love you!

My step daughter came in, saw me in tears while reading her mom’s diary. She came to me and told me that she knew about the diary all along. Her mom, a day before she left, told her about it. She said she understood what her mom wants for us. That’s when I realize why she became a mom to her sister after the death of her mom and took care of me like a wife taking care of her husband. The guilt inside of me was replaced by joy and happiness but a question came in to my mind, is my step daughter doing all these things because it’s her mom’s wish? – She knows I’m gonna asked her. She held my hands and told me that she’s not doing those things because of the diary, she did it because she found the man of her dreams in me. “Yet you became a father to me, but you have also been a good partner to me.” She said she is fulfilling her mom’s wish and at the same time doing what she was dreaming of, A happy family.

May 8, 2010 – My youngest daughter went abroad to work after she graduated as a nurse. I did not tell her what was going on between me and her sister. We were planning to tell her at the right time.

 January 10, 2012 – We went abroad for a vacation to catch up with my daughter and I am planning to tell her about the truth between me and her sister. I brought the diary with me, so she may understand more. – Okay, it’s revelation time again! We went to some famous places in the country and had fun together. We talked about the happy moments and we talked about their mom. – Time for me to make a move. My daughter saw me carrying a book. I was shocked when she asked me, “Is that mom’s diary?” – How did she know that it is a diary? And how did she know that it’s her mom’s? “Don’t worry Dad! I know everything!” I was speechless, I didn’t know what to say and how to act. She then looked at her sister and they both smiled and laughed. That’s when I realized that they both knew about the diary all along and her sister had been very honest with her all the time. They were the best of friends. – So, I am keeping a secret that is not a secret all along? I just heard my daughter saying “You’ve been the best Dad and the best husband to my mom, this time you deserved the best!” I did not expect that she will understand but I guess she is one hell of a girl! “You taught us how to understand everything! You’re the best.” But because it’s awkward to talk about me and her sister, we never talked about it. All I know is she knows the truth and she understands. – Relieved! My stepdaughter and I went back home after 2 weeks. We had fun and it was one of the happiest 2 weeks of my life.

February 2, 2012 – A week after we came back, I felt an aching sensation in my chest and I’m having hard time to breathe. I lost my consciousness. When I woke up, I’m in the hospital surrounded by medical equipment. I can’t move, I can’t talk. I saw a doctor talking to my step daughter. When they saw me opened my eyes wide, they quickly called a team of doctors. My step daughter is crying while thanking God that I woke up. I tried to talk but every time I tried to, my chest hurts so bad. I heard my daughter telling me to just relax and rest. She said I’ll undergo an operation. I fell asleep after a nurse put something in my hand.

February 4, 2012 – I woke up. This time I can talk. I asked my step daughter what happened. She said I had a heart attacked, they thought I would not survive. - But, Yes, here I am. I felt nothing happened aside from the surgical tapes and gauzes on my chest. The doctor told me that another attack would be fatal.

February 6, 2012 – We went home. My step daughter told me to rest and call her if I need anything. I still feel lucky because I have someone to watch over me. I received a phone call from my daughter abroad asking me to be careful and not to do anything that could trigger an attack. She said she’ll going back here to help her sister take care of me. I did not agree to her plan. I told her to stay there and fulfil her dreams just like what I did. She agreed but only if I promised to take care of myself. It will just hurt me more if she will not reach her dreams.

August 23, 2012 – Six months after my heart surgery, I am again feeling some chest pain every now and then. Though I have been visiting my doctor regularly, I know, any moment I would have another attack. I called my daughter abroad. I told her to keep pushing her self to reach her dreams. For her not to worry, I told her I’m feeling better and much stronger than before. We ended our conversation with a promise that she will go home for a vacation in the next 2 weeks. I then spoke to my step daughter who has been taking care of me the whole time. We never had the chance to have a baby of our own. I asked her about her plans. She told me that she would want to have babies and be happy just like what she saw in her mom when she’s still alive. – I know I’ll be leaving her soon, but I don’t want to spoil the good conversation we had. I told her not to give up with her plans even when I am not around. I told her not to close her heart for someone that might come in. I know she got the feeling that I am starting to say goodbye, but she won’t show it. She hugged me and kissed me.

 August 24, 2012 – A very early morning, still dark, the sun is not yet shining. I heard a voice, my step daughter is talking to someone on the phone. Though it’s dark, I can see the tears running down her cheeks and I can feel in her voice that she is crying. I tried to listen, I heard that she and the one on the phone is talking about me. I heard her said that she loves me so much and she doesn’t want to lose me, - but they must face the reality. I knew she was talking to her younger sister. After hanging up the phone, she came back to the bed. I pretended that I am still sleeping. I heard her whispering, she’s telling me that she loves me so much not as a father but a husband. I acted like she woke me up. I gave her a big hug and told her everything will be fine, and we will all be happy.

The same day afternoon, while my step daughter is away, having a meeting with her client, I felt a severe chest pain. I can hardly breathe. I reached for my medicine. After taking the medicine, the pain is still there but it’s not as painful as it was earlier. That is when I decided to write this story. I can remember almost all of the special day of my life, some of them were written down on a very small red notebook that also has my contact numbers and some important things to remember.

Anyone who will read this story might think that it is wrong, it’s unethical or some may even say it’s immoral. – Yes, that’s also how I feel at first and please don’t think that I am just defending my situation. – Yes, she is the daughter of my wife and a sister to my daughter. Some may consider it as incest. – But technically, we are not related, it just so happened that I married her mom. – So much for defending our act.

Anyway, the main character of the story is not me, not my wife, not even my daughter but my step daughter. This lady a perfect example of a good daughter to a mother, a good sister and the best wife material. I wish I could spend more time with her, put up a family of our own, have kids and live like a happy family just like before when she was a daughter to me. But I know this won’t happen anymore. This may be the last date that I can add to this short story of my life. And I hope some will learn something about this very short story of my life. – I still look forward to add another date in this journey.

September 8, 2012 – On August 24, 2012, the same day this story was written, the step daughter met a car accident. She was rushed to the hospital but declared dead on arrival. The author of the story suffered another heart attack and was not able to recover. I only found out about this story when I’m cleaning my Dad’s room. His computer is turned on the whole time. I am now alone, they all left me. My mother, my sister and my father. I decided to continue this letter so everyone who’ll read this may realize that LOVE isn’t something you find but it is something that finds you. Nobody can predict the future. You just have to give your all to the relationship you're in and do your best to take care of your partner, communicate and give them every last drop of love you have. I think one of the most important things in a relationship is caring for your significant other through good times and bad. I opted not to give the names and the location of the story as my father have started it this way.  I hope you learned many things in this story.

Submitted: March 12, 2018

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