Back then, I didn't want Zach to visit there. But when I slowly learned to accept everything, little by little, I accepted Klyde was part of Zach's life. He is, after all, his father. Just like how my mom is still Mommy. I visit her at times, and even if I want to bring Zach, he doesn't want to.
Mommy still haven't accepted it all, despite what happened. Even then, not once, he could not visit Ate. I thought he would also accept eventually, the mistake of Ate and her grandson, but to this day I am still waiting for that day to come. I don't know if she regretted the things she had done in her most private moments. All I know is, whatever she did before, I genuinely forgave her.
