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4 years later...
My office door opens, levi and Diego runs in. " Diego don't bother your dad" levi says as they run in the room.
" nooooo" Diego says running to me. I hold out my arms open and he leans in. " dada " he says. " yes baby" I say. " I miss you" he says. rushing and hugs me. " I miss you too baby, but I didn't gone anywhere I'm home, under the same roof as you" I say. " b-but I still miss you" he says.
I kiss his forehead. " im here my boy" I say. " dada" Diego says. "Yeah son?" I say. " do I have a mommy?" he frowns and my heart drops..
" yes you do " I say frowning. " than where is mama " he asks. " mommy's somewhere.. she will come back soon.." I say. " bu-but I want to see mama" he says. Now I want to cry..I look over lev he clear his throats.
" Um Diego how about we go play?" Lev says. " no " Diego reply. " but Diego. Dada need some space." Lev says. " no where is mama" Diego says. " Diego baby. " I say picking him up and putting him on my laps.
"Mama is in hospital ok? She has been there for past four years baby, mama's ok, okay? You don't have to know where is mama, mama's safe " I say.
" ok.. can I see mama?" He says. " no. They don't allow anyone to see mama, not even dada." I whisper. " okay." He says, lev takes him and they leave my office.
Angela.. darling. Are you actually okay.? Are you going to come home ? I miss you baby.
I start to cry... not even noticing Blake is in my office. " hey Eric.." he whispers. I look up wiping my tears. " what's up " I say. " nothing much. I just want to check on you but you don't seem to be okay" he says.
"Nope im completely fine " I say. " you sure ?" He asks titling his head. " yes 100%" I say signing more papers. " okay let me know if you want something." He says.
" diegooo" I call his name out while walking in the hallways. " dada?" I hear his voice in my bedroom. I walk to my bedroom door, it's open..
I see Diego on the floor with some stuff on the floor.. " what are you doing?" I ask raising my brow. " dadaa" he says standing up and walks towards me with a paper in his hand.
" dada" he says stoping in front of me showing me the paper.. it's a picture... of me and Angela.. when we were at Paris.. " who dis?" Diego asks. " ohh.. um." I pick Diego up and I walk us towards my bed I sit down, and place him down on my laps.
" well that's mama." I smile sadly. " mama" he giggles. " aww mama " he says running his index finger over his mom's face. I tear up. "Mama's so prewtty " he says. " yeah.. she is really pretty. Dada loves her soo much" I say sniffing.
