Jung.
He rubbed his eyes and got up from his bed. He had the same dream today.
His mother was crying. There was a man, A tall man in the living room.
"I can't live here anymore. I'm sick of it!" He shouted.
"Please. Don't leave us!" His mother tried to take his hand in hers but he pushed her away.
Jung took a deep breath.
That was the only memory he had of his father.
And yesterday, he met him. He met the man who ruined his mother's life.
He was happy with his family. His wife, his children.
Did he really forget that he had a son?
How can a father forget about his own kid?
How can a father leave his own son?
How can a man leave the love of his life?
Jung took a deep breath.
He'd not expected Ansel and Bella to accept him like this. He'd not expected that their mother had tried to find him.
Even she tried to find him, something his father should've done.
What kind of man was he?
Who does that? Everyone cared for him except for his own father and now he wants him to forgive him?
Will it be that easy?
Does he know how painful it is to be abandoned?
No, he does not.
He'd never know that.
But, then again. He was his father.
He wanted to give him a chance.
They were going to meet today along with his mother.
His mother was shocked at how Jung managed to find his father but she agreed to meet him.
He knew that she was hurt, she didn't want to see him.
He got ready to go out, today after all those awkward meetings he wanted to spend time with his beautiful girlfriend, Amanda.
He'd never been in love but this time it was different.
He just couldn't help but fall for Amanda. He wanted to spend his whole life with her.
He wanted her.
He knew that she loved him too but there was something that was bugging him.
He didn't know why.