Even though I was reluctant to admit it, I couldn't deny that lately I found myself more and more tempted to go down to Lisbon and meet with the partners.
I just wasn't sure I could ever go back to Lisbon after making a life for myself in Porto. That city had too many bad memories for me, and while they were in the past, I couldn't deny the sliver of fear I felt every time I thought about the events that happened on my twenty-first birthday and the last time I was there.
Then there was Mateus. Even though he wasn't talking to me, he still lived and worked in Porto. Would my leaving the city be the last nail in the coffin of my relationship with my son?
After doing some work I decided to send Mateus an email. He wasn't responding to my calls or text messages, so maybe he would read an email. I could only hope.
From:ví[emailprotected]
To:[emailprotected]
Subject: Your papa was an ass
Hey son,
I hope this email finds you well. You haven't replied to any of my texts, and my calls have all gone unanswered.
Mateus, I can't begin to imagine how much you're hurting right now, but I need you to know that, just like you, I didn't know.
I never thought there were any secrets between your papa and I. Yes, there were little things, which I'm sure weren't secret at all, but I never thought there would be something this big.
You became my son the day Dri introduced you to me, and I've loved you ever since. Please don't let this get in the way of our relationship.
I already lost my husband. Please don't make it so I've lost my son, too. It's more than my heart can bear.
With all my love,
Dad V
