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♥Heartbreak Hotel(HIStory Era)-Part Five♥

"This is really nice," you smile as you observe Michael sitting across you.

Michael had asked you to have dinner with him so that the two of you could talk things out. He'd informed you that he would bring you to a private restaurant so you decided to ask your best friend, Luisa, to look after Adeia for the evening.

Now, here you were, sitting across the man you loved - him, completely unknowing of your emotions. The concept of sharing a dinner table with him for the first time in seven years made your heart jump slightly.

"I'm glad you like it," he smiles back at you as he sips his wine slowly. "So..." he trails off nervously as he sets his glass down.

"So..." you nod slowly. "The food was great," you shrug, trying to make conversation.

"Oh," he chuckles a little. "Yeah, it was,"

The two of you stare at each other for a moment and you breathe, finally accepting that this sort of behavior cannot continue.

 "I'm guessing we should just get to the point," you say softly and his eyes widen slightly.

"Yeah," he responds. "I guess we should,"

"Where do we start?" you meet his gaze and he exhales slightly.

"From the beginning," he says quietly.

"Okay then," you take a huge gulp of your wine before setting the glass down and continuing. "Why did you do it?"

"I.." he trails off in thought before continuing. "I don't know,"

"Did you love her?" you raise an eyebrow.

"No," he shakes his head slowly. "I mean...I did, before I married you but after that I only had feelings for you," he explains.

"Then why did you do it?" you continue to stare at him.

"I lost my senses for a moment and it cost me everything," he says all in one breath and you nod.

"I see," you clear your throat. "Why didn't you try to contact me after that evening?" you ask again.

"I did but Lincoln..." he chuckles lightly. "he was smart. He made sure I didn't cross paths with you ever again,"

"Ah..." you giggle softly. "That sounds like him alright," 

"Yeah," he nods.

"Is that why you didn't wake me up that evening?" you prod softly.

"What?" Michael frowns.

"You know....I fell asleep," you chuckle at the memory. "I was tired the whole day then we went back to the hotel and I fell asleep," you continue. "but you didn't wake me up for your concert,"

"Oh," Michael swallows nervously. "I wanted to let you rest...and I'd intended to come back to you but Diana approached me after the show and..." 

You nod and purse your lips as if you'd tasted something very sour. "I see,"

"I'm really sorry  (Y/N)," he touches your hand that's resting on the table. 

You look into his eyes, not moving your hand. "I know," you whisper.

"I hope we can work things out," he says quietly. "For Adeia's sake,"

"It's not going to be easy," you sigh. "I mean, it feels like we're strangers after all those years," you shake your head.

"I know," he nods slightly. "But I love you and Adeia...I'm willing to do whatever it is that-"

"That's what you say Michael," your voice cracks slightly as you stand up. "But it's not that easy! She doesn't even know that she has a father!"