CHAPTER 89

"It feels good when it's like this," Daddy uttered absentmindedly while eating the ice cream he was holding.

I stared at the avocado ice cream in my hand. Where was it?

"Hopefully, I've been a father since then," he added.

He bowed, and I could feel the weight of his feelings. I looked away and sighed.

"It's still possible, just not now," I murmured softly.

"I will wait, Mayu. I will wait until you accept me as your father. I have many shortcomings, but I am ready to make up for them," he said, his voice almost shaking.

I swallowed. I know they have the same motives as Mommy. They both like me now because Aldo is my husband, but even so, I want to think that Daddy is real.

If parenting is just a basis, Daddy is always there and updated in my life, even though I don't get to be with him on important occasions in my life. I appreciated the times he rented clothes for me so I could go to the parties they would attend. I will not deny that he cared more about my studies then. He always mo