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about." I told him. That was all I could do prevent him from worrying about us.
     
    "Are you sure?" He looked serious this time. He began to look like a strict, hot-headed boss who’s about to fire me.
     
    "Yes, I am.” Oh, by the way, we’re going to attend my college reunion party next week." Was that good news for him? Or did I just mess things up again? Oh dear.
     
    "You will?" There was this monotonous tone in his question which somehow made me a little anxious.
     
    He didn't say anything for a couple of minutes. He made it look like he was doing something else but I guess I know him too well. I knew shouldn't have told him about the reunion. He knew all about Zeih.
     
    "You do realize that you will see him there?" The way he spoke gave me chills. He was so serious and I can’t handle it anymore. But I'm stuck.
     
    "I don't know." I said it with all honesty this time. I wasn’t sure if I will see Zeih at the reunion. Lucius sighed. Then, there was this awkward silence.
     
                  “Good night, Rachel.” He finally said.
     
                  “Good night, Lucius.” After that, he signed off.

Chapter 3
     
    I was picking the lettuce from the crisper section of the fridge for an early salad when Sheryl screamed with a hint of frustration. Where’s that stapler when you needed it?
     
    "You did it again!" Her outburst was due to my retelling of my conversation with Lucius last night, which of course, included 'that' part.
     
    "Do you ever think about how the guy would feel about it?" She blurted at me. Again, this had the makings of a long lecture.
     
    "I-I forgot about that for a second. And besides, it never occurred to me that he will feel that way." I got the lettuce and started to tear each leaf and then wash them in the sink.
                 
    "You’re not very good at lying." She added. Yeah. I am. I always forget about things and people's feeling. I have been damn scared about everything. But the things I should not do and words that I should say always get mixed up.
     
    "Why not just settle for Lucius? He likes you and you obviously have a thing for him…" She cupped her chin with her hands and rested her elbow on the dining table. I mixed the fruits and veggies and added the dressing on top. Then, I sat beside her and started eating the salad I made.
     
    Her question made me start to think about it. Lucius has always been with me since then, guiding me, giving me encouragement.
     
    "Zoey likes him," Sheryl added before biting a mouthful of pancakes.
     
    Yes. Zoey loves him. There was a time when he actually asked if Lucius is going to be his father. Lucius and I have shared so many things about each other – secrets, problems and even our past.
     
    "He's the kind of guy every woman dreams of. And he loves you.” Sheryl said while clearing her plate. I should have told her she ate like a pig. “You’re quite lucky to have him you know." She dipped her finger on the dressing on top of my salad and licked her finger like a kid.
     
    I don't care about him being the “perfect one.” I admit that I like him. But I don’t know if that “like” is the first sign of love or it’s just a “friendly like.” All I know is that he's someone important to me and Zoey. If I could pick a father for Zoey, except Zeih, it would be Lucius.
     
    ...Wait. Did I just mention Zeih?
     
    "Hey, Rachel!” Sheryl shouted again. That sort of brought me back to reality.
     
    “Snap out of it. Look, here's the reality: Move on. Lucius is there for you. He can fill those empty spaces in your life."
     
    I began to stare at my son who was playing in the living room. He saw me staring at him; Zoey suddenly rushed towards me then gave a sweet hug. I felt joy that only mothers will know about.
     
    "Mom?" he said.
     
    "Yes honey?” I caressed his hair and wiped off some sweat from his forehead.
     
    "I want a daddy." Talk about a kid who could read my