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Chapter 4: At the end of a storm, there is always a rainbow P.t 1

Diary entry no.3:
Date:2012,July 17, Tuesday

From then on out, your dad and I would be what you would call, awkward. Well, we never talked to each other much, he refused a lot of my suggestions and he would always be nervous around me, but at the same time, protective in a way. I wondered why he acted like this.

Then after a few weeks of this behaviour, I decided to confront him as to why he was acting this way. I wanted answers from him. As i was going to go talk to him, he raced up to me and said something that surprise me again, but this time, i somewhat felt bittersweet to his answer

"Y/n, what do I do?!? I'm in love."

I was astounded. No ecstatic! My face glowed with happiness and I did not hesitate to ask him many questions. "What do you think of her?, do you like her? Of course you do! Who is she? Tell me what she is like?! I'm going to record this!! It worked, luciel! It worked!!!Im so happy for you!!!"  And yet my heart was refusing this fact. So instead, I covered this sadness with a face of happiness accompanied with words that adorned them. Coating them as if what I was pretending is the truth.

He told me to calm down. He wanted me to explain this to him as to what to do with this feeling. I told your dad that I couldn't wait to help him confessed to this lucky person. We discussed this for a little while and we came up with a solution, well he did
"Y/n, can I rehearse this confession to you?

Sorry for not writing in this diary sooner, Michael. I was doing a
spring clean up. Things has been a bit dusty since you last left. There is a lot I have to do and lots to tell you, so I'll see you tomorrow.

Sincerely, y/n, your mother.
I love you and Luciel
Come home soon
I miss you guys
Sweet dreams

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