Fear

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TAY

It's been two hours since I started walking aimlessly through the hospital hallway not minding if anyone was looking at me. I still can't believe what came out of New's mouth. I may not be the best husband or father, but I would never cheat on him. I thought he trusted me, even when work kept me away. I thought we built our relationship on trust. Everything I have done has been for us, for our family.

I remember the first time I saw him, back in high school. It was in the hall at the back of the school, where I stepped in to break up a fight that could have gone too far. When everyone else had left, he was still there, watching me with those eyes that were too beautiful to forget. Was he new?, why hadn't I noticed him before? From that day on, I'd catch glimpses of him following me around, hiding behind the stacks of chairs on the rooftop, sitting close and staring at me every time in the cafeteria. He thought he was being subtle, but his attempts at stealth made me laugh. And when he stepped in to help me fend off bullies, I knew he was someone special. Learning he was close to Inn made me want to be even closer to him. Despite his tough exterior, New was softhearted and genuine, and he made it clear he wanted to be part of my life. We spent so much time together, and at some point, I realized I wanted him to be in my life forever.

When he confessed his feelings at my graduation, I couldn't hold back. I told him I loved him, too. I'd been so afraid of losing him since I was not going to always be around him anymore. Our first two years after confessing weren't easy, though. I restrained myself from taking our relationship to a physical level too soon, even though every kiss made it harder. I'd been through my own painful experiences with someone who didn't respect my boundaries when I was younger, and I was determined to protect New from that. I wanted to be the best thing that ever happened to him.

Marrying him was something I was certain about from my first year at university. Everything felt like it was falling into place: our marriage, our jobs, buying a house, living comfortably so we decided to start our own family, and when Milk and Mild arrived, I felt like the luckiest man alive. I had beautiful daughters and a beautiful husband, and I was sure nothing could go wrong.

At least, that's what I thought—until that one call from my office turned my world upside down.

"Hello?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I stood there, stunned, barely aware that my phone had slipped from my hands and hit the floor.

"Tay? What's wrong?" New's voice pulled me back, his face etched with concern.

I looked over at him, then at Milk and Mild lying peacefully in their pen, unaware of the storm that had just crashed into our world. We were together, here in our safe haven, yet I felt a fear deeper than anything I'd ever known.

"What am I going to do?"

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