Forever Yours (BWWM)(WMBW)

Chapter Two

I take a deep breath and walk in the room. The room is cast in soft shadows from the over bed light, the curtain was pulled to block out any light from the moon. I don't see Maeve in the bed. I look around and see her sitting in the rocking chair sleeping. I don't want to wake her so I sit on her bed and watch her as she sleeps. She looks so small sleeping in that big rocking chair. I look over at the photos on the night stand. I don't see any of the photos of her and her husband. When I left she was madly in love.

I noticed photos of her and Bash together. The one the stood out to me was just a simple one of them eating ice cream cones at a ice cream shop and smiling up at the camera. They had a great relationship. Walking in closer to the shelf. I pick up a photo of me and Maeve when we were fifteen at her families annual summer bbq. Oh how I miss those days.

We were so young and care free. Nothing could stop us back then. I wanted to be a accomplished artist. Sell out galleries from West Coast to East Coast. She wanted to be a lawyer. Her correct statement "I want to a damn good lawyer." She accomplished that and became the first female partner at her law firm and helped bring on more female lawyers to the firm.

I send a text to Marcus letting him know I landed and settled. Looking over to Maeve who is still in a deep sleep. I don't know what to do with myself now that I am here. I was expecting some yelling, some anger and some tears. A lot of tears. All I got was a sleeping Maeve. I sit down in the chair in the corner feeling weird that I'm in her space. The long flight gets to me and I began to feel sleepy.

I wake up to a blanket being placed on me, "I don't need a blanket ma'am. I'm ok." Looking up it was Maeve who placed the blanket on me. "Maeve?"

"Hi Zaya." She reached out to me with tears in her eyes. Seeing her made me have tears in my eyes. We both start to cry.

"I got your message. You said you needed me. I was on the next plane back." I get up from the chair. I hold her tight as she collapses against me with sobs. I murmur "I am here. I am here. You won't fight this alone. I promise." I slide us down to the floor. We stay that way for a couple of minutes.

Never lifting her head from my chest. "When did you get here?"

"I came while you were sleeping. I didn't want to wake you up." I rub her back. "Maeve how are you doing?"

"I am hanging in there. Zaya I don't want to talk about me right now. All I do is talk about me. I'm tired of talking about me. I want to talk about you? I want to talk about why you left? I want to talk about what you have been doing for the last three years of your life." She looks up at me to let me know she's listening.

Leaning my head against the wall. I figured she would want to have this conversation first. Its Maeve, she always was a straight shooter. For the next two hours I tell her everything. It makes me feel like I have a weight lifted off me. I tell her about the places I have seen. The things I have done. The healing I did. I don't tell her about Marcus because I don't know how she will react to that just yet.

We sit in silence for sometime while she takes in everything I told her. She looks so frail, so small. "Maeve where is James?"

She sighs. "Your going to find out anyway. James left me about a year or so ago. He was sleeping with his secretary Marissa the whole time we were married."

"No way? How cliché!"

"I know right that bastard. I'm sorry Zaya"

"You have no reason to be sorry he left you."

"I do, I let him come in between us."

"Let's not discuss that now. How are you dealing with it? If I remember correctly you wanted to stay married till death do you part."