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THEY were sitting on the grass by her mother's grave.

"When I was young, I thought my family was perfect. Dad was working like any other father, then Mom and I stayed at home, waiting for him to come home. I did not question my mother why Dad was going home every other week. Because she said that is dad’s nature of work." She started to narrate the story.

"Every birthday, my father promises that we will celebrate together. But it never came true. On special occasions like Christmas or New Year, we celebrate it in advance or after. One day, his original family knew about our existence and confronted my mom. I was in grade 4 at that time. Even as a child, I could understand anything that was happening. Apparently, my mother knew that she was the mistress. She only gave me the reason that she accepted my father because she loved him."

"The reason why my father can’t celebrate my birthday is because it was also his eldest son’s birthday. I haven't experienc