Chapter 97 : Turns

Samuel

"Am I not enough for you, Samuel?"

"No, you're not. I want dad too", the seven-year-old I screamed for the first time at my mom after spending months with her. I still needed Dad.

I remember the pain in her eyes as she was taken aback but said nothing to me. She just apologized and walked out. I indeed felt bad and regretted saying that because I loved her— a lot. I loved my mom even before meeting her, even though I had every possible reason to hate her. My father did everything so I could hate her. But I couldn't.

The moment I saw her I knew how much I needed her in my life. But at the same time, I felt worse for feeling that way.

The seven-year-old me was taught to be grateful to that father who had raised me and love him. And the moment I realized I could live without him but not without my mom whom I just met, I felt like an ungrateful child. The anger myself for being ungrateful was taking a toll on me.

All those years— I never really missed my father but it felt lik