Harry’s POV

We’re just looking at each other, no one tends to speak. But the silence between us is so awkward so I decided to break it.

“Do you want ice cream? I’ll buy you.” She nodded. So I stood up. “Just stay here, wait for me here.” She threw me a smile. She reminds me so much of Jennifer, like the first day we met, she doesn’t talk, she’s just nodding and shrugging, and maybe this kid will talk later.

I came back on the bench we’re sitting and she’s staring blankly. I cleared my throat, she looked up me and she has tears in her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, but she shook her head no. I lifted her chin up so we’re eye to eye. “Tell me what’s wrong, please?” I sat down beside her and gave her ice cream.

I don’t know, I just feel so comfortable to her, like I’ve known her for a long period of time.

“I just wanna see my daddy.” She finally speaks but her voice is cracking.

“Who’s your dad?”

“I really don’t know. I mean, I have my dad at home, a fake one. He’s name is Ryan.”

Ryan? Ryan Guzman? How come? Oh stop thinking Harry, maybe he has the same name as him.

“How can you say that he’s not your real father?”

“My mom. Because I heard them talking about me, and then they finally told me the truth, that Ryan is not my real father. They’ve been lying to me.” now she breaks down in tears. I pulled her to me and hugged her. The fact that she called me daddy from the start makes me feel that she’s my daughter. Is she?

She pulled back. “Who’s your mom?”

“I don’t want to talk about her, I hate her for hiding the truth.”

“Hey, don’t hate her. She’s still your mother, she loves you, that’s why she did that.”

“How do you know?”

“I just know.” I smiled at her and she smiled back. She really has the resemblance of Jennifer. Oh here we go again Harry.

“You know what, you’re so beautiful, and your blue eyes contemplate your soft pink rose lips. You look like Jennifer.” I finally slipped it out.

She gave me a guessing look with her brows meeting together.

“Oh never mind. Just pretend that I didn’t say her name.”

Jennifer’s POV

Where’s my daughter? I’ve been walking here, pacing around, back and forth. I don’t even know what to do. I’m really stupid, I let her run away like that. I have to find her right now. So I rushed to the door, but Ryan stopped me.

“Where do you think you’re going? Find her alone?”

“I need to Ryan, she’s my daughter. I don’t let anybody hurt her. What if Alucard is just around and he sees her, he might get her, and kill her, and . . .”

“Ssshhh, stop. Don’t think about it.”

“I can’t.” I pulled away and about to open the door but Ryan held the knob first.

“You can’t go outside alone Jennifer, you can’t go find her. It’ll be more harmful when you go out, and if I’ll be the one going out, that would be harder again because I’m gonna be leaving you with no one. And I don’t want that to happen. I won’t leave you.”

I buried my face on his chest and continue sobbing.

“Baby, will you please sit down first?” Ryan spoke, and I’m just looking at him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me on the couch beside him. “Look at me.” he pulled my chin and I looked him straight in the eyes. “She’ll be home safe. Okay?” he pecked my lips.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered.

“Don’t say that, it’s nobody’s fault. We didn’t expect it right? Just hold on, trust her, no one can ever harm her. Maybe right now, she’s on a safe hand.”

“How can you be sure?”

“I’m just sure.”

I sighed and kissed his neck, hugging him tight. Thankful because Ryan is with me. I’d be crazy if he’s not here with me.

“Let’s just wait for her okay?”

“Okay.”

He gave me a smile for assurance and wiggled my nose to his. He kissed my head as I lay down on his chest. Being in this moment reminds me being with Harry, I miss him so much.

Yrrah’s POV

Who’s the one he’s referring to? Maybe his wife, but I don’t want to talk about it because I heard sadness in his voice when he said her name.

“So what’s your name by the way?” he asked me. Funny we’re talking to each other for a period of time, not knowing each other’s name.

“I’m Yrrah.”

“Nice to meet you Yrrah, I’m Harry.” We both laughed and then I realized his name. I tried to respell his name and when I read it backwards, it says my name. I stopped laughing and looked at him. And wait, not only his name, his eyes too, we have the same shade of the eyes. And also, I feel like I’ve been with him for so long, that I’m so comfortable talking with him, and he is to me. Is he really my dad?

“What? is there something wrong in my face?” he asked me, I shook my head no and gave him a smile.

Well, I don’t know if he’s my dad or not, I want to know right now.

“Do you want to come with me, in my house?”

“Okay.” I answered. Let’s see what he has. I’m gonna find something that will prove that he’s my dad.

“Cris, are you here?” he shouted. And who’s Cris? Her sister or mother? Or maybe his daughter.

“Kitchen baby.” Someone shouted back, and he called him baby. I’ve mistaken, maybe she’s his wife or girlfriend.

“Come on, let’s go to the kitchen.” He held my hand and we went to his kitchen, and I found this woman cooking. Harry went to her and gives her a quick kiss, like my mom and Ryan always do.

“By the way baby, this is Yrrah.” He introduced me to her. “And Yrrah, this is Cris.”

She gave me a smile and so I smiled back tho it feels a little bit awkward.

“So how do you guys meet?” she asked. “By the way sweet girl.” Oh, don’t call me like that, Yrrah is my name. “You’re so pretty.”

“Thank you.”

“We meet at the park, she approached me because she’s with no one, and now we’re here.”

“Oh okay.”

“Babe, I’m just gonna talk to her okay?” Harry told her as he kissed her cheek.

“Is she your girlfriend?” I asked while we’re heading to the one of the rooms.

“Yes she is. We’ve been more than 2 years. So.”

As he opened the door, my mouth dropped. A huge picture is hanging on the wall, and some other pictures are also on the wall, I mean the whole room is filled with her photos with him.

“Are you okay? You suddenly looked pale.”

“I’m alright, don’t worry.” I walked towards the photos and examine them one by one. Is this real? The photos are so adorable, and there is this one side caught my attention, the side where the photos are them, kissing.

“She’s my ex girlfriend, my true love, she’s Jennifer Lynn. I really love her so much, she’s my life, I missed her, I want to be with her, I want her to come back again in my arms.” I hear the sadness in his voice again.

 “How did you meet her?”

He told me everything, and then I noticed that we’re both crying. I buried my face on his chest.

“I can’t believe I opened this room again, maybe it’s because you remind me so much of her.”

I softly mumbled. “Mom.” He pulled away and looked at me puzzled.