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Blinking back the tears, she heard Robert asking if the letter was bad news.
'Bad? Oh no...' Quite the contrary, she thought. But how would her husband take it?
The guilt she had borne all those years suddenly overwhelmed her and she pushed the snapshot across the table.
'Robert, I don't quite know how to... there's something I've got to tell you... something that happened before I met you...'
He didn't know what to expect.
'I'm listening...' He said uneasily.
'I have a daughter...' She explained quietly showing him the snapshot.
Robert was gaping at the photograph.
After a few minutes gazing at the photograph, he looked at her.
'But how ? And when ?' He stammered.
'It was before we met. I got pregnant but I was too young.'

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‘Robert, I don't quite know how to... there's something I've got to tell you... Something that happened before I met you...’
Her husband looked up at her, surprised by the happy still guilty tone of her voice.

She handed him the letter and let him read the whole silently.

He winced bitterly, as if the news of his wife's daughter return had disturbed him…

‘Well… hum… I had an adventure a long time ago, before we met.’ she explained. ‘ I had to leave this child of mine because I was too young to become a mother… and now my daughter wants to meet us, it’s great isn’t it?’ she said cheerfully.

‘Yeah sure… I’ll be glad to...’ he whispered reluctantly.
She frowned, seeing that something was wrong with him.
'Darling, you alright ? You seem quite.... uneasy about this.' she stated.
'No no there's nothing wrong' he cut her off quickly 'Why don't you just... hum... read the newspaper while I brought back the coffee ?' and then he left.
Margaret grabbed the newspaper and started to read the headlines but one caught her attention.

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After she announced that she got a baby with another man, her husband say.
-Hm, thats fantastic!
"you are not angry ?"
"no, i think to you'r happinnes first."
"Ok, so, it is not a problem that i meet her ?"
"haha, of course you can"
"Thank you, watch, it's her !"
She shew him the photography of her daughter. The man face came pretty surprise, then choqued. It was the girl he killed.
"hum... thats, thats cool"
"What happened ? You lost your smile."
"No, its just something I eat, its hard to swallow."
"Good, can i borrow the news paper please?"
"No... I want to read it first"
With an aproximativ mouvement, he pull somme cofee on it...

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Blinking back the tears, she heard Robert asking if the letter was bad news.
'Bad? Oh no...' Quite the contrary, she thought. But how would her husband take it?
The guilt she had borne all those years suddenly overwhelmed her and she pushed the snapshot across the table.
'Robert, I don't quite know how to... there's something I've got to tell you... something that happened before I met you...'
Robert had no words. He suddenly felt completly guilty. Why things must happened like this ? If only he had knew, if only he could restart every moments... But no more regret, he will have to find how to arrange things. He nad nothing to loose now, so he could do everything. There were no limits.
He had a (fabulous) idea. He must find a girl who could play the role of "the daughter". She may accept and looks like a bit like Margaret. He will pay her for playing the role and she will must play just one time. She will have to meet Margaret and tells her that it was a real mistake to recontact her because, for exemple, she hates her because she was abandons by this woman.
This will be an horrible things to do. But what was better ? Tell to Margaret that he killed her daughter because he thought that she was looking for a murder, as he was or soften the truth.

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Blinking back the tears, she heard Robert asking if the letter was bad news.
'Bad? Oh no...' Quite the contrary, she thought. But how would her husband take it?
The guilt she had borne all those years suddenly overwhelmed her and she pushed the snapshot across the table.
'Robert, I don't quite know how to... there's something I've got to tell you... something that happened before I met you…'

‘ What’s is this picture that you have in your hands? Can you tell me what happened?’

Margaret show him the picture of his daughter. By seeing the picture Robert become worried.

‘Who’s are this person?’ said Robert surprised

‘ She s my daughter when I was more

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Blinking back the tears, she heard Robert asking if the letter was bad news.
"Bad? Oh no...' Quite the contrary, she thought. But how would her husband take it?
The guilt she had borne all those years suddenly overwhelmed her and she pushed the snapshot across the table.
'Robert, I don't quite know how to... there's something I've got to tell you... something that happened before I met you..."
Robert knew something was going on.
"What's the matter with you this morning honey ?" said Robert with aggressiveness.
"Well I've got something that means a lot to me to tell you but you dare not listen to me!" yelled Margeret to her husband.
Robert was shocked, his wife never talked to him this way.
"Alright, I'm so sorry honey I didn't want to frustrated you." Said Robert with anxiety. " Come here sit next to me, you've got my all attention"

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Robert was grining reductantly. His wife with a sincery look, caught his hand and start the explication.
"I wich you aren't going to make you angry and please don't panic"
At this time, Robert gulped.
She started again.
"Do you remember our firstt look, in the cofee shop next to the library?"

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Blinking back the tears, she heard Robert asking if the letter was bad news.
'Bad? Oh no...' Quite the contrary, she thought. But how would her husband take it?
The guilt she had borne all those years suddenly overwhelmed her and she pushed the snapshot across the table.
'Robert, I don't quite know how to... there's something I've got to tell you... something that happened before I met you...'
'What happened I'm going to become crazy with all the thing wich are happening on this days '
'It is a very good news. But what is happening, you seems very woory? Is there something that you didn't tell me? Do you see another girl?'
'No it's not that... I can't tell you... I can't'

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Robert feelt completly guilty, why things must happen like this ? If only he knew, if only he could restart every moments...
But no more regret, he will have

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Blinking back the tears, she heard Robert asking if the letter was bad news.
'Bad? Oh no...' Quite the contrary, she thought. But how would her husband take it?
The guilt she had borne all those years suddenly overwhelmed her and she pushed the snapshot across the table.
'Robert, I don't quite know how to... there's something I've got to tell you... something that happened before I met you...'
He didn't know what to expect.
'I'm listening...' He said uneasily.
'I have a daughter...' She explained quietly showing him the snapshot.
Robert was gaping at the photograph

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“Robert, I don’t quite know how to… There’s something I’ve got to tell you...Something that happened before I met you...”

“What are you talking about, darling?” he asked, distracted.

“I accidentally got pregnant when I was very young, but I wasn’t ready to raise a child, I was all alone so I decided to give my daughter to adoption… I never told you because I was trying really hard to forget that I was a mother.” she sighed.

For a while, Robert didn’t say anything.

“Why confessing today?” he said, finally.

“She...she moved in town and just contacted me and asked me to come and visit her. Maybe you can come with me?” she suggested, hesitat….

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Blinking back the tears, she heard Robert asking if the letter was bad news.
-'Bad? Oh no...' Quite the contrary, she thought. But how would her husband take it?
The guilt she had borne all those years suddenly overwhelmed her and she pushed the snapshot across the table.
-'Robert, I don't quite know how to... there's something I've got to tell you... something that happened before I met you...'
-" Oh ! Really..., I....I think I have too tell you something "
With aprehension they looked at each other. What could they do ? What could they think ?
-"Go first sweet heart" said Robert full of affection
His wife stared " I....I...Oh damn ! I don't know how to say that....It's so hard, you will never understand what I did and why I did it."
-"Oh come on....I trust you so you can tell me everything "
-"Okay...This letter is not at all bad news, for me by the way. She was spent by a person who search me for a long long time. She come in this cioty recentlty