It’s been five days since the miscarriage and I told my friends I wanted to do this alone, I’ve spent time reading mum’s diary and Ace’s diary and one thing was clear to me they loved life, they went for what they wanted without fear. Mum moved on to dad when the love of her life left, she did not cringe in the corner and let life pass by, it was obvious she stilled loved Alexandre when she met Samuel but she did not grasp for the impossible because my biological dad was supposed to be married. The only reason she went to France was because she found out Samuel had a family in Africa, his parents thought it was going to bring him back home (Africa) often-they married the wife on his behalf, I really don’t know how that works. But he has a wife he married traditionally and a twenty-nine-yea
