Shani
I softly paced the floors of the kitchen. Toying with my fingers as millions of thoughts swam through my head.
A part of me knew Michael would find me. I just didn't know when. Or how soon. But I knew he'd come running. Full speed. Like he had been when my eyes fell on him yesterday afternoon.
And even though we were hundreds of meters away from each other, I could still make out the desperation in his face.
And although I wanted nothing more than to run into his arms ... I couldn't.
Dani had snipers securing the premises at all times.
It's a wonder they hadn't noticed Mike before I had. Thankfully in just enough time to stop him from running into the trap Dani had set for him; and anyone who tried to get in the way of his demonic plan.
The morning of my meeting with the studio I just knew something was off. But I couldn't quite put my finger on just what it was.
A part of me felt it was my own guilt and shame for hiding my pregnancy from Michael over the last few months.
Keeping something like that inside has a way of slowly eating away at you.
Now don't get me wrong. I had my reasons. The biggest being fear of the uncertain.
I loved Michael. And I knew he loved me. I knew he'd grown to love the life we had created together.
We had fought so hard to overcome our adversities. Finally falling into what could best be described as a bit of normalcy.
Finding what bit of peace we could all the while knowing it would only be short lived as long as Dani still walked the earth.
Michael did his best to juggle me and his many hats. And although I knew he'd never admit to it ... the signs of it wearing on his spirit were evident.
He spent almost as much time worrying about me and my safety as he did working.
Something I felt guilt for every day we spent together.
I had come crashing into this man's life unexpectedly and without warning.
Me and all the bullsht that came with my life.
In a short amount of time I had managed to turn this man's entire life upside down.
He hadn't asked for this.
And regardless of how many times he reminded me that he wouldn't change a thing about how we met or ended up together; I couldn't help but to feel as though my presence in his life hadn't changed it for the better.
If it weren't for me he'd be focused on his career and family. Not protecting me every hour of every day.
And to bring a baby into all of this just felt unfair.
That would bring a new layer of stress that I wasn't sure either one of us was ready to deal with.
So foolishly and selfishly I had once considered dealing with this matter all my own.
But as the days passed slowly but surely a bond started to form. And I found myself falling in love with the thought of starting my own family. Something I had honestly never considered before now.
And even though the timing wasn't right. I couldn't help but entertain the fact that the person was absolutely correct.
Michael would make a great father someday. He knew it. His family and friends knew it. I knew it.
