HE NEVER NOTICED ME

Chapter-34

Ariana pov:

As the evening settled in, I was in the kitchen making coffee for both of us. The warmth of the brewing coffee filled the kitchen, and I used the quiet moment to gather my thoughts. The day had been intense, with Xavier and I sifting through the footage and trying to piece together the clues. Despite the urgency of the situation, I tried to maintain a sense of normalcy, hoping that the simple act of making coffee could offer a brief respite from the stress.

I poured the steaming coffee into two mugs and placed them on a tray, adding a touch of cream and sugar to me and black coffee for Xavier's mug as I knew he preferred. The soft hum of the coffee maker and the clinking of the cups were the only sounds in the room, creating a rare moment of peace.

As I carried the tray to the study, I saw Xavier standing by the window, looking out with a contemplative expression. He turned as I entered, his eyes meeting mine with a mixture of vulnerability and resolve.

"Ariana, I've been thinking," Xavier said, his voice softer than usual. "About everything—last night, and even before that. I need to apologize."

I set the tray down and took a seat, watching him closely. "What do you mean?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

Xavier took a deep breath and walked over to sit next to me. "I know I haven't always been the easiest person to deal with," he began, his tone earnest. "I've been stubborn and sometimes even downright rude. And I've made mistakes—some of them big."

I reached out and took his hand, my heart aching as I listened to him. "Xavier, you don't have to—"

"No, I do," he interrupted gently. "I've realized how much I've taken for granted, especially you. You've been incredibly patient and supportive through everything, and I've let my frustrations and my own issues get in the way of appreciating that."

I looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity there. "I understand," I said softly. "We all make mistakes, and I know you've been under a lot of pressure about this unannounced marriage"

He squeezed my hand, his eyes filled with regret. "It's more than that. I've been unfair to you, and I want to make things right. I'm sorry for the times I've been harsh or dismissive. I should have recognized how much you've done for me and how much you mean to me, and I didn't."

I felt a lump in my throat, moved by his words. "Thank you for saying that," I replied, my voice trembling slightly. "It means a lot to me."

He nodded, his expression one of deep remorse. "I want to do better. I want to be someone you can rely on and trust, not just in times like these but always."

I smiled through the tears welling in my eyes, deeply moved by his words. For months, I had wished for him to truly see and appreciate me, and now, hearing his heartfelt apology and his desire to improve filled me with a bittersweet relief. We were two months away from completing our first year of marriage. In the beginning, I had doubted whether we were meant to be together, and there were moments when I thought we might need to part ways, despite how much it hurt.

Even though Raf uncle had advised me to give the marriage a chance for at least a year, promising to reveal his role in convincing me later, I was torn. I never wanted things to be this way, and though my uncle might have played a role in the initial push towards marriage, it was ultimately us who had to navigate our relationship. We needed to handle it like adults and take responsibility for our choices.

As I looked at Xavier, I realized that despite the challenges and doubts, there was still a chance for us to grow together. The tears in my eyes were a mix of sadness and hope, a reflection of the emotional journey we had been on and the potential for a better future. May be..... may be .... We can be together? And I am no more the one he never notices?

I smiled, feeling a sense of relief and warmth. "We're in this together, Xavier. We'll face whatever comes our way and work through it. I'm here for you, and I believe we can get through this."

He gave me a grateful smile, his hand still holding mine. "I'm glad to have you by my side. And I promise, I'll work on being better."

We sat there in silence for a moment, the weight of his apology and my reassurance hanging in the air. The evening felt a little lighter, and as we sipped our coffee, I hoped that this new understanding would strengthen our bond and help us face whatever challenges we might going to face .

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