It is finally Monday which means Fatima is getting discharged today. She was in the process of talking to the Dr about her discharge papers when Zac walked in...
Dr: alright Ms Wilson, I just need your signature and then you're free to go (gives her a pen).
Fatima: (struggling because her dominant hand is bound in the sling and she has never written with her left hand).
Dr: just take your time Ms Wilson, the next upcoming weeks are gonna be tricky because you have to learn how to navigate everyday life with your left hand.
Zac: baby let me help you with that.
Fatima: (being short with him) No! I got it.
Zac: Fatima please stop being stubborn and just let me help you (grabs the pen) is it okay if I sign on her behalf doc?
Dr: yes that's perfectly fine Mr Taylor, her surname and initials will do.
-Zac signed and then the Dr walked out but not before telling Fatima that she is officially discharged and to also collect her meds from the pharmacy downstairs-
Fatima: you didn't have to do that, I had it under control.
Zac: (sighs) whatever you say baby.
Fatima: did you go to the hotel and pack all of my luggage?
Zac: yeah.
Fatima: did you also remember to bring me a change of clothes?
Zac: yes I did, do you need help with getting dressed?
Fatima: (grabs the bag from him) no I'm fine!!
Zac: (pulls her back, puts his arms around her waist) baby what's going on with you? Did I do something wrong?
Fatima: (avoiding eye contact) no.
Zac: then why have you been short with me since I got here? You can't even look me in my eyes.
Fatima: (shrugs) maybe I just don't want to see your eyes.
-Zac scoffed and then proceeded to gently throw Fatima over his shoulder as he walked to the sofa-
Fatima: Zachary put me down bro!
Zac: (puts her down and then sits beside her) we're gonna sit here and you're gonna tell me what's wrong! (puts his legs on top of her thighs to prevent her from getting up).
Fatima: bro please stop being stupid and move your crusty ass legs. I don't wanna miss this damn flight because lawd knows I can't take another day in this country!
Zac: first of all, it's a private jet so it's impossible to miss it because the pilot literally can't depart without us being on board. Secondly, you have another coming if you think I'm gonna be stuck in the air with a moody/grumpy Fatima for 12 hours. So I'm not gonna ask you again, what is wrong?
Fatima: -rolls eyes- (sighs) how come you didn't come to see me yesterday?
Zac: (hesitant) huh?
Fatima: don't do that Zac because I was okay with being quiet until you forced me to speak so now you have to answer my questions! (Starts getting teary-eyed) you abandoned me in a hospital room, in a foreign country for 24 whole hours. WHY!?
Zac: (wipes her tears) I'm sorry baby, it wasn't my intention to hurt you.
Fatima: I don't want to hear your sorry's Zac! I'm tired of your apologies! I thought we agreed that we wouldn't shut each other out, yet that's what you literally did to me and you didn't even have the decency to tell me you weren't coming? I spent the whole day hoping that you'd walk through the door but nothing!
