Life was looking good for Jacob and Lenn. After the Snow Ball, their relationship had been on a steady incline. That night at the Snow Ball, they had taken the first big step towards reconciling their love and repairing what they had. Gone were the days of silence and giving each other space, now they were actively involved in each other's lives like before and acting like a couple again. The dinners together tasted better as they smiled and talked. They actually spent time together, enjoying the company of each other. The bed was warmer and comfortable. Jacob felt like he had finally found the woman who would be by his side for a long, loving time.
Their biggest hurdle seemed behind them. Lenn's past had been dealt with, as far as he knew, and they had come out the other side still together. It had been rough, but there they still were, still proclaiming their love for each other like sweethearts. But now, a few months later, Jacob felt like it was time for them to deal with his past.
Now, meeting his daughter seemed several magnitudes less dangerous and worrying than breaking ties with the criminal underground, and that was because it was. However, in his mind and heart, it was risky at worst and very awkward at best. He was a progressive man, but he still felt the occasional judgmental eye, scrutinizing him as a man with failed marriage and a child that was distant from him. Not only that, but he was also dating a woman much younger than him. A woman who was, frankly, closer to his daughter's age than she was to his age. So suffice it to say, Jacob was aware of the weight society put on him.
But he persisted. He felt it was very important for Lenn to not only know of his daughter, but to meet her too. No matter how much his first marriage seemed like a past life, his daughter was still his daughter. His flesh and blood. She was his child and she was probably the one thing he loved more than Lenn.
"Do I look okay, Lenn? I don't look too nervous do I?"
After arranging things over the phone, it was planned for Chiru, Jacob's daughter, to visit him on Manta Carlos. It had been at least a year since they had seen each other in person, and not simply talked over the phone or used video chat, and Jacob was feeling an extra helping of the nerves. His daughter was seventeen now, practically a grown woman, and this would be the first time she would be meeting her father's new girlfriend. Jacob's foot would not stop jittering as they weight at the airport.
"You think there's time to get flowers, or would that be too much?"
Their biggest hurdle seemed behind them. Lenn's past had been dealt with, as far as he knew, and they had come out the other side still together. It had been rough, but there they still were, still proclaiming their love for each other like sweethearts. But now, a few months later, Jacob felt like it was time for them to deal with his past.
Now, meeting his daughter seemed several magnitudes less dangerous and worrying than breaking ties with the criminal underground, and that was because it was. However, in his mind and heart, it was risky at worst and very awkward at best. He was a progressive man, but he still felt the occasional judgmental eye, scrutinizing him as a man with failed marriage and a child that was distant from him. Not only that, but he was also dating a woman much younger than him. A woman who was, frankly, closer to his daughter's age than she was to his age. So suffice it to say, Jacob was aware of the weight society put on him.
But he persisted. He felt it was very important for Lenn to not only know of his daughter, but to meet her too. No matter how much his first marriage seemed like a past life, his daughter was still his daughter. His flesh and blood. She was his child and she was probably the one thing he loved more than Lenn.
"Do I look okay, Lenn? I don't look too nervous do I?"
After arranging things over the phone, it was planned for Chiru, Jacob's daughter, to visit him on Manta Carlos. It had been at least a year since they had seen each other in person, and not simply talked over the phone or used video chat, and Jacob was feeling an extra helping of the nerves. His daughter was seventeen now, practically a grown woman, and this would be the first time she would be meeting her father's new girlfriend. Jacob's foot would not stop jittering as they weight at the airport.
"You think there's time to get flowers, or would that be too much?"