Chasing Embers

Prologue

"Mom!"

I quickly turned around to see my 7 year old son approaching me with a toy car. He tripped just a few steps after he started running towards me.

Of course he cried. I went to his side to check if he's okay. "Seig, you have to be more careful next time."

He pouted. I stared at his mesmerizing features. He's a carbon copy of his dad, I thought.

Deep brown eyes, long lashes and plum lips. Huh maybe when he's all grown up he'll be a walking heartbreak. They reminded me of his dad, my face contorted just by the thought of that.

"Baby, would you like to meet your dad?" he faced me with a confused expression and longing that filled his expressive eyes.

"Can I?" he muttered. He was so unsure to ask it, he knows what I have been through. After all he never met his father for the past years. I gave birth to him on my way to the hospital.

I shivered as I reminisce my painful past. Every slap, heartache and painful words all came crashing down. All because of love, he's dad. I was devastated when he discarded me like I was nothing to him.

We were together for 3 years. Car rides, night strolls on the beach, intertwined fingers were all in the past.

I snapped out when two sets of warm small hands reach on to my cheeks. "Mom, are thinking about him again?" he curiously asked. I nodded. "I still think about your dad, my boy."

Yes, despite all of what I have been through I still kept thinking about him, my Luca. How could I forget him when Sieg is with me, the little mannerisms to his features reminded me of him. Sieg only has my unruly brown wavy hair.

I turned to face and flashed a comforting smile. "It's time for you to meet, don't we?"

"I think so," he energetically replied.

It's time to face him, no matter the odds are, my son needs to meet his father. I took a deep breath and puffed it after a few a good seconds. I reached for my phone and dialed my secretary's number to prepare and book tickets for us.

After three rings, she finally picked up but before she can start speaking I spoke to her with a monotonous voice "Ready for tomorrow, I need you to book two tickets to Seville."

"Understood Ma'am"

I ended the call and let out a shaky sigh. It's time.