1 Prologue

"Ate?" I looked at the door after I heard someone knocking outside it. Then my brother entered my room. I smiled at him and he did the same before taking a step to go near me.

"Ready?" he asked and I just answered him with a nod and a simple smile.

Today, another what ifs are playing in my mind. After two decades, I finally had a chance to face him.

"Please welcome! Our debutant together with her father!" the emcee said and every light in the house turns off and the spotlight points on the two people walking down the stairs.

Sadly, I smile while watching them.

What if he became my husband and we had a child, would he been so happy like this?

Soft cotton touched my cheeks coming from my niece who's wiping the tears that I didn't notice falling from my eyes.

"Please smile, tita ganda." She said before kissing my cheeks. I nodded and smiled sweetly at her before returning my eyes at the two people dancing gracefully at the center. Suddenly, our eyes met. He was shocked and was not able to recover that made his partner to stop from dancing. I smiled faintly at him and mouthed "fighting" that I used to say to him.

I saw him murmured something on his partner before leaving her in the middle of the crowd and started walking at my direction. Everyone was also shocked and they started talking.

"what was that?"

"What happened?"

"Why did he leave his daughter?"

And then he stopped, right in front of me, while I was just sitting here... at my wheelchair.

"H-how are you?" I said weakly that I don't even know if he heard me. I saw how his eyes clouded with tears as he kneels down in front of me.

"W-hy? Why now?" he asked while crying. I just look at him while smiling but tears are rolling down my cheeks, he then buried his face on my lap and cried even louder that made my tears flows so damn fast.

"Dad? Is she... your first love?" I heard his daughter said while looking at us teary eyed. I didn't notice that she followed his father.

I am sure that he also heard his daughter that's why he lifted his head and looked directly at my eyes while nodding sadly.

I was his first and hope that is his last love, but our love story was full of what ifs that made us apart.

"I miss you." I said reaching for his cheeks to wipe his tears away, hope that I did this before.

"...And I still do." He said, he finally answered my question that I asked him years ago.

"Thank you then." I said that made us cry harder.

Yeah, thank you and I still also do, Lior.