"you kept me me like a secret, but i kept you like an oath," you muttered against him, one last embrace between the both of you. this was for the best since you knew him―his history with women, breaking hearts, the affairs but it all stemmed from not having a stable father himself. "well, maybe we got lost in translation." you added. you wanted him. everyone did. it wasn't fair. you were there and remembered it all too well.