Chapter 173: Chapter 173

With reluctancy, and mixed feeling of uncertainty, not sure of what is likely to be in the letter, Dylan hands the letter to Vicky, who stared into his eyes and could see clearly that he is hurt, and heartbroken.

"This isn't for me, it is for you". She says, and he shook his head in the negative.

His eyes held so much untold tales, there were things he had planned, to share with him, and since he didn't get the chance to share them with him, he wouldn't want to read through the letter written by his father to him, word for word, for he might come across something he doesn't want to know, and it will hurt him even more.

"The letter isn't for me. what could be in there for me, except hurt. what could he possible have written in there for me? Is he trying to tell me why he killed himself? Should I be clapping for him, or happy with him that he made a decision, without think about how we will feel? Vicky could see that he was trying to blame something, or someone, so she stretched her hands out again, and gave him the letter.

"I think the letter is for you Dylan, and all you need do is read it.

If you are so unsure of what is written there, or should I say scared, of the truth, why don't you take it to your room and read it?

She asked, trying to feign a smile towards him.

She have glanced through the letter, and have seen that the content is mainly for him and not for her. Though she was able to find things there that are for her, but they are mainly for him.

"What if I read something that would affect me emotionally? He asked, still expressing fear, then Juliet, that have been listening to walked in, she have been listening to them converse, and have been worried about him

"Then I will be here to support you and help you heal emotionally".

She says, grabbing his shoulders and massaging it.

He nodded his head, then went into the room he shares with Juliet.

She wanted to follow him in, but Vicky stopped her.

"Allow him read it alone, this is his last communication with his father". She nodded, but was very worried, leaving him all by himself.

Dylan spread the letter, and started reading it aloud, as though reading it aloud will help him find that missing nuzzle.

"Dear Dylan and Vicky, by the time you are reading this, I must have passed on.

I know I have failed you both by taking my own life, but I guess it is for the best, what is the point in waiting for thirty-five years, when I won't be able to completely share in your Joy?

What is the point of staying for thirty five years, when I will only be a stress to you both, forcing you to leave what you should be doing to visit me, so I don't feel bad? The truth is that, I don't feel bad in anyway, I am infact, very happy, that I got the chance to be a part of your lives, even if it is for short terms.

I wish I got even the smallest chance to make amends with your mother too, but I guess I will meet her in the world beyond, and we could settle our score there.

You have both grown into mature man and woman and I know you both can do better, without me.

Dylan my son, when ever you are chanced, go to my room, you will find an old chest, you will find all the answers you need there.

The way I have loved you and the way I really regretted all I did, though you have forgiven me, I still need you to know that I really regretted and wished to find you all those years ago.

Vicky my love, my daughter, I am so proud of you. I am so proud of everything you have been able to achieve without me in your life, it only shows that, whether you are my blood or not, we share same skill, and I am so happy, that you are tolling my path.

I wish I could be with you guys much longer, but then, I have been enough embarrassment to you both, I shouldn't add to it, which is why I said to myself that I am going to take it easy, I am not going to fight it, I am going to just go away, hoping that, your children, will not have bad memories of me, but great memories.

Thank you both once again, and then I have a final request.

Before I am buried, make sure you have the wedding.

I don't want the plans to be on hold because of me, it will not make me happy at all, just have the wedding, and be happy, before you ever think of burying me, that is what will make me happy.

Remember I love you so much".

Dylan etched and winced in pain after reading, then he threw the paper to the wall, and hit the wall.

He doesn't feel happy to Wed, when guilt is what flushed his father down to take such decision about his life, but with so much thought, he was going to do exactly what he wanted, they were going to go ahead with the wedding plans, if that will make him happy, in the other world.

He opened the door to find his sister and Juliet, waiting for him, they were ready to console him and make him feel better, but he shocked them by asking.

"So when did we say the wedding was again?