Que's POV
I got the call I been waitin' on. Test results finally in. Lena sittin' across from me, her eyes searchin' mine, like she's tryna see the answer before I even open my mouth. I can feel her energy, that tension sittin' heavy between us, but I keep it together.
I sigh, lookin' down at the paper in my hand. "It ain't mine," I tell her, my voice low. Lena closes her eyes, lettin' out a deep breath, like she been holdin' it forever.
"That's good," she whispers, lookin' relieved, but I can tell there's still somethin' on her mind.
She leans back, foldin' her arms. "So, now what?" she asks, her tone a little sharp, like she tryna protect herself. "We just go back to how things was?"
I look her in the eyes, lettin' her know I'm serious. "Lena, I told you—I'm comin' to get my family back, make things right with you. I want us to get back together, but I know I can't rush it. I ain't tryna push too hard. I just need you to know I'm here."
Lena's POV
He sayin' all the right things, and I know deep down he mean it. He's always put us first, always gone all out to make sure we're safe and taken care of. A part of me just wanna let it all go, start fresh with him, but another part of me... I don't know.
"I hear you, Que," I say, keepin' my voice steady. "But this was real for me. I had to carry this alone, dealin' with the possibility that you might have a kid with somebody else."
He reaches for my hand, his grip firm, like he tryna pull me back to him. "I know, baby. And I'm sorry for puttin' you through it. But I ain't goin' nowhere. I'm here to make this right."
I look down at our hands, feelin' that familiar warmth, that spark that's always been there between us. "Alright, Que," I finally say, my voice softenin'. "But you gotta prove it. Ain't gon' be no easy way out."
Mendin' Fences
The next few days, Que's been all in—makin' time for me, showin' up for Amina, remindin' me of why I fell for him in the first place. He done learned, actions speak louder than words, and I see him puttin' in the work, little by little.
One night, we sittin' on the couch, Amina tucked between us, laughin' as we play with her. Que wraps his arm around me, pullin' me close, his head restin' on mine. "This right here... this what I been dreamin' 'bout," he murmurs, his voice low, like he talkin' to himself.
I let myself relax into him, lettin' go of some of that anger and hurt. Maybe we can make this work after all. Ain't nobody said it was gon' be easy, but right now, this feels real. Feels like home.
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Unfinished Business
RomanceLena thought she was doing the right thing when she broke up with Que, the love of her life, just days before heading off to college. After all, they were headed in two different directions-she was focused on building a future, and he was tied to th...
