Fifteen years ago, my real dad brutally murdered my mother and committed suicide after they disagreed over a piece of land in the village.
I knew my father as a humble and religious man. I never thought that one day he would be my mother’s killer. I have tried to forget the incident but all has been in vain.
During my first year in college, I met a charming engineering student named Paul. He was kind, loving and caring. Unfortunately, our relationship never lasted as I expected.
We broke up three months down the line. The short love affair came to an end because he wanted to beat me up after he found me talking to a friend on phone. I promised myself that I will never date another man until I met Dan.
Dan is a perfect man that any woman will do anything to date. He is faithful, loving, soft spoken, hard working, ambitious and romantic.
However, every time I kiss him, I remember that fateful day my dad murdered my mum. Dan keeps asking me why am never comfortable every time we kiss. I have been unable to explain myself because I do not want to hurt him. It is hard to live with such painful memories.