And he blames God. (Completed)

Part XXXXXII

"Dear Zeeyana,

I'm writing you this letter because I know you don't want to meet me in person.

I've missed all of you.

Zeeyana,

I have less than a month to live. Yes, I do. And I want to be honest with you, to all of you.

First and foremost, I'm extremely sorry for the pain I've caused. In my stupid mind, I figured it's easier to tell a little white lie than telling the whole truth. I know your mom, she's sensitive. Bringing Felicia into my life is the only way. The only way all of you could forget me.

Although I didn't wanted to end my life with all my children hating me but I had no choice.

When mom left, I couldn't forgive myself. She left because of me. She left because I was insensitive. The moment she came back, I was relieved. I was willing to change. And I did. But when the doctor said my cancer was spreading, I couldn't anymore.

I drank. I was scared but I drank. And I blamed God for everything when it was MY wrong doing.

I'm sorry.

I love you all, very much.

Zee, don't attempt suicide anymore. Please. Stay with mom, take care of her.

I love you.

Love,

Dad."