Arranged Love

Breakfast

Josh's POV

It's been just about a month since the big announcement altering the course of my life forever. Maya and I have both gotten past the shock. We've fallen into a routine. When there is people around, we act like we can tolerate each other. When we get home, we don't talk. She sleeps in the bedroom I sleep on the couch. She showers first in the mornings and while she is showering that's when I go into the bedroom to get my clothes. 

I can't help but notice that she never takes the ring off. Maybe she leaves it on just so she doesn't forget to put it on around people. Maybe she just really likes the ring. I can't help but wonder, though, if maybe she never takes it off because maybe just maybe that's her subtle sign to tell me that eventually her and I will be able to be friends again. With her there is just no way to know. I used to find that so intriguing about her, how complex she was, but now I wish she could just tell me what was going through her head. But if she did that, I guess she wouldn't be Maya anymore. 

The worst part of all of this is is that I know she is completely right. She is the one that is 100% right. I was the one that let all this happen. If I had told her what happened sooner, we might have had a chance. But I sat there all stupid and let it completely destroy us. I am the only one to blame here. I just really hope that one day she will be able to forgive me.

I mean, we're always gonna be married and we're gonna have kids, but that would be so much easier if we can be friends. She came into the room interrupting my thought. She buzzed right past me into the kitchen like usual to make herself breakfast. But today, I did something out of the ordinary. 

"Hey Maya, " I said. She turned around slowly, like she was unsure what to say,

"Hey Josh?" She looked at me like she wanted me to just cut to the chase.

"Why don't you sit at the table. I'll make breakfast for both of us. I wanna talk to you about something." I told her. She put down the frozen waffles she was about to put into the toaster and unsurely sat down at the table.

"Does this something have a name?" She asked me. 

"Yeah," I said, pulling out eggs. She looked at me and waited for me to continue. I stalled for time as I tried to think of the right way to start the conversation.

"When we have kids... Do you think we will at least be friends by then?" I said and mentally cringed at myself because I could not have phrased it more awkwardly. She sat for a moment, thinking.

"Maybe. I don't know. I can promise you we will be civil and we will talk, for the sake of the kids, but I don't know if we'll really be friends." 

"Oh. Ok." I said. It was silent for a few minutes while I finished breakfast. I put her plate down in front of her.

"Thank you," She mumbled. 

I sat down across from her at the table and we ate.

"I was thinking..." She said, "Would you wanna just do the wedding sooner rather than later? Just get it over with already?" 

I pondered it for a second.

"I guess. I mean, it does make sense." I told her.

"The dress will be done with alterations later today. I say we go around and just see what venue has the soonest date available." She said. 

"You wanna go as soon as we finish breakfast?" I asked. I nodded.

"Yeah, sounds good." she agreed.