Chapter 38: Chapter 38

Kyle's Point of View :

It's been a year since the accident happened and it's still fresh to us. What if the plan I had made for her ended in disaster? I still thought that day was the best day for us. But like I said, I just thought.

"Daddy, stop crying, Mommy will be sad." My daughter weaned me sadly. I just laughed because she stopped me from crying and then she cried too.

"Daddy can't help it, Baby. I miss your mom, I miss her so much." I said as I stared at her intently.

"Me too, Daddy, I miss her so much."

"It's my fault Dad, maybe If I didn't scare her through calls she's still with us, right? I hate myself, Daddy!" She started hurting herself. She's blaming herself for her mom's sudden death.

"Sssh, it's not your fault, Baby. It's not your fault, no one wants that to happen, okay?" I said to calm her down.

"But—"

"Don't be so stubborn, okay? Your mommy will be sad when you're like that." I get my handkerchief and wipe her tears. I pinch her nose to make her smile.

"Oh—okay." After I wiped her tears I also wiped my tears. I first lit the candle that stood on her grave then cleaned up the scattered leaves there and decorated her favorite flower. I stood up and carried my daughter.

"Let's go, Daddy?"

"Where?" I asked her.

"Let's go home!" she said excitedly.

"Oh? Okay, let's go." We heard loud applause after we exited the stage.

"That's my husband and daughter! I'm so proud of you my loves!" Twaine greeted us with her energetic greeting and smile. She was so proud of our performance. My wife is really cute, ever.

"Really, Mom? We did a great job?" Alexandria asked her for assurance.

"Yes, Baby. You and your Dad nailed it! I'm so proud you, Two!" she said as she kissed our daughter.

"In love with me, again?" I jokingly told her after she greeted us with our daughter.

"It sounds corny, but, yeah! I'm always in love with you, my dear husband!" she said sweetly and kissed me on my cheeks.

"Yey! Mommy and Daddy! I want a little sister, can you two do it for me?" Alexandria said suddenly. A lot of attention focused on us because of what Alexandria said. Twaine and I both laughed at what she said.

"Love?" I call Twaine's attention. She immediately turned to me. The light on her face every time she smiles is one of the things that also makes me smile.

"I love you." I told her sweetly.

"I love you too, my husband." Her sweeter response made me smile even more.

1 year ago, I thought my world would be destroyed forever. I thought we would lose Twaine forever.

Fortunately, she fought, even though she was 50/50, she was still able to fight for her life. Seeing her on her situation during that time broke me.

When I received a call from her then I knew it wasn't her and there was an accident and she was beaten. My whole body went cold after I saw how she bathed in her own blood.

The pain I felt when she left me was nothing like the pain I felt when my two eyes saw her how to catch her breath.

I am so proud of her the moment she became part of my life. She's the strongest woman I'd known in all my life. I am so proud of her for fighting her battles in times of hardship she's facing, especially when she carried to her womb our little angel. I am proud of her for raising our daughter well, even she's alone. I am proud of her for giving me chances to prove that I have changed.

My little wife before is finally a grown-up woman now. As I reminisce about what we went through I can’t help but smile and be thankful because we went through it all. I put the thought of them aside first and turned my attention back to my daughter and wife who are now happily playing.

"Daddy, do you think we'll win the contest?" Alexandria excitedly asked me. Of course, what we did earlier was a contest here at their school.

"It's okay even if you don't win, because in my heart, you're always a winner. I'm your number fan and you two are always my priority!" Twaine told us happily. She's the sweetest, ever!

"That's my wife!" I said and kissed her on her forehead.

"I love you, Mommy! Group hug!" I quickly hugged Twaine and my daughter. Twaine is right, even if we can't win the contest as I feel right now, we're already a winner.

This is Adrian Kyle Mendez a not-so-perfect husband of Twaine Isabelle Montenegro-Mendez is now signing off.

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"Mommy, someone is flirting with me!" Alexandria said bored as we ate breakfast.

"What? Who?" Her Dad intrigued her.

"Don't know what's his name." I was just shaken by her answer. Her attitude wasn't that ugly when she was young. When she became a teenager, that's when her behavior started to change. She's now 15 years old and in grade 9.

"Did you let him court you?" I asked.

"Nah! He's not my type." She said while rolling her eyes. I don’t know who she inherited from. As far as I know, I wasn't cursed before.

"Why, what was your type?" Kyle asked.

"My type? Uhm, I want a kind, responsible, not artistic, and most of all beautiful!"

"What the fuck!" Kyle and I were almost shocked at what she said.

"You're a lesbian?" Kyle again.

"Yes, is there a problem?" She asked calmly. I'm just bored here. As in did my girl confesses that she is a man at heart? I don't know but I feel like I'm going to cry now.

"HAHAHAHA! Look at you, Mom! You're so funny!" I glared at her. How dare her to laugh at me after what she confessed?

"I'm just kidding you, Mom, duh!"

"So, you're not—"

"Yes, I am not." she said and laugh again.

"HAHAHAHA!" I looked badly at Kyle. That's because the two of them conspired. Since then, they have been so close.

It's been eight years and still, we're good at handling my family with Kyle. Maybe, the saying is true that despite the hardship we have gone through, there is a substitute for comfort in the end. Exactly what's happening to me. Maybe if I hadn’t endured then, I probably wouldn’t have achieved the comfort and happiness I enjoy now with my family.

In life, it is natural to deal with various problems. It is natural to be hurt and to lose confidence.

But despite all, we are going through we must not despair. It must be with every pain we feel that we become more and more resilient.

When your trust in someone is broken, you should let him/her prove him/herself to you again so that your trust in him/her can be rebuilt.

There are things that even right, turn wrong at the wrong time, and opportunity. Something will never be right when the time is not right. So, let us not despair. Let us not give up because there is a right time for everything.

That's what I went through and the family I have now. Today, Kyle and I still enjoy being with our daughter Alexandria. Not losing the problem we face as a family but we face it together and stronger.

I am Twaine Isabelle Montenegro-Mendez, the little wife of Adrian Kyle Mendez is now signing off.