I Chose You💕

XVIII.

XVIII.
Mikhail's POV

"How are you...here?" She asked after the hiatus inside the hospital room.

Khadijah threw a lot of questions in my way about how I'm treating Kenzie. I came, fully expecting something like this would happen. I knew what I did and I was ready to face it and make up for it. It's only when their mother woke up that Khadijah stopped. Kenzie's mother scolded Khadijah for bombarding me with questions. It was apparent she listened to most of our conversation.

Their mother kindly so told Khadijah not to step in our marital problems, as we're the only ones who can solve it. It ashamed me so that I hurt their daughter, and I forgot she also has a family that would be hurt for her.

They entrusted me their daughter and what did I do?

Next, my father in law arrived and as if there's nothing going on with Kenzie and I, he welcomed me and thanked me for visiting my mother-in-law. I was humbled at the treatment. These people should be kicking me out for not treating Kenzie well.

Kenzie was silent most of the time. She even told Khadijah off one time, but that's that. She haven't talked to me yet. So, I didn't know what are my chances with her.

When the fuss seemingly died down, she looked at her watch and signalled for me to go out, asking me that very question of how am I here.

I hadn't gotten any sleep thinking about her all night. On how this visit would go. On how she would react when she sees me.

"Can't I visit my mother-in-law?" I asked as an answer to her question. I don't think telling her I wanted to see her would work at this moment.

She frowned, knitting her eyebrows. "Yes, you can but...I didn't know you'd be here," she said.

"How would you know if you turned your phone off?" I accused lightly.

"Well, I need to focus on my mother. I didn't want to check on my phone from time to time if you had bothered to text or not," she said. Now this is what I like about her. She speaks her mind.

I had to stop myself from grabbing her and doing things I've been wanting to do since I don't know...since that day we took the Metro-end-to-end. She had brushed my hair aside when she thought I wasn't paying attention. I was very aware that time, I just didn't want to indulge in what I felt.

"I'm sorry," I said instead. "For the last time and all that's happened."

She looked at me suspicious but chose to not dwell on it. "It's alright. Things have been messy. We're both stressed and problematic. You're here, so that makes it alright, I guess," she said, her tone calming down a bit.

"I was stupid," I said and before I could continue she stopped me.

"It's done. My mom is fine, I got here safe...It's okay. We can talk about this some other time, not here in the hospital," she said.

"I guess you're right," I said. She nodded.

"I'll go get breakfast for us," she said. "You must be hungry."

See, how could I let go of this girl who still takes care of me even if we're not okay?

"I'll go with you," I said.

She didn't say anything and led the way. I fell into step with her, contemplating whether I should take her hand or not. I decided against it, it would be too much for her today.

I satisfied myseld with resting my hand at the small of her back. She stiffened at the touch and I almost took my hand back, had I not heard her release the breath she held, finally relaxing.

"You're unusually weird today," she muttered.

I only gave her a sheepish smile.

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Khadijah, together with their father, left at lunch for her flight back. But not without warning me about treating Kenzie well. But she gave off a smile in the end.