Turning Point (A Reaching Out Novel)

One Hundred Nineteen

I went out the room after throwing three really hard pillows at Harry.
"Oh, Your Highness." Austin passed by me in the hallway.
"Hello, Austin." I said
"Are you with-"
"Yeah, do you happen to know where we keep the ice packs?" I said
"Ice packs? Did he hit you?" He said
"Oh god no. Uh, can you just answer me?" I said
"I'll have them delivered to-"
"Me, right now. Not in the room." I said
"Right away." He said
I sat down on the chair that was conveniently placed in our hallway, and found myself staring at my engagement ring.
"It's like the diamond grew a ring." I whispered what we had said before. It was pretty big and elegant, it would have fit a queen if I was gonna be queen. I do hope whenever Zachary proposes with this ring, the girl would be really deserving and hopefully their marriage would end when they both are old and grey.
"Here you go, one really iced ice pack." Austin said as he handed it to me, wrapped in a thermal thing.
"Thank you." I said, standing up and started walking.
"You should know that nothing happened. And it never happened." He said, I didn't face him but I stopped walking.
"I know." I said as I opened the bed room door.
Harry was sitting down the couch running his hands on his face. I may have hit him hard with the Palace hardest pillows.
I sat next to him and then placed the ice pack on his leg.
"You should put that on your face." I said
He placed his hand on the pack and looked at it.
"Thanks." He said
"Have you ever wondered what if we didn't end up this way?" I said, staring at the big photo of Harry and me.
"In a photo?" He said as he placed the ice pack on his forehead.
"No, what if we were just like any other couple who ended up going through an arranged marriage?"
"Oh."
"What if you never really ended up liking me? And that we are on year three of our six year-contract?"
"That's one sad marriage." He said
"I have been thinking about it for the past three days. And they're not good thoughts."
"Let me guess, you're thinking that while watching Zachary sleep?"
"Yup. What if you didn't tell me that I shouldn't be formal with you the first time we saw each other?"
"Then you should have finished that sentence with a sir." He said, with a smile, but he wasn't looking at me, he still has the ice pack on his forehead and it's covering his eyes.
"To be fair, we both really weren't exactly thrilled when we heard that we were gonna get married. Especially you, you ran of to the US." He said, with his hands doing some talking mannerisms and shit like that.
"And then when I came back, I almost died. It's like this relationship was doomed from the start." I said as I leaned back.
"Well, it would be completely different especially when my heart would be deprived of love, I guess." He said
"If you didn't decide to be the man that-"
"Yeah, if I let my mother's loss get through me and I'd be the worst Prince in the British history."
"I wasn't supposed to show up in Evelina today, I didn't want to be seen yet by anyone-"
"You got that right-"
"-I didn't want to face the issue today, I was thinking of extending my hiding for another four days. But then Zachary kept on babbling to me and the only words that I can understand was mummy, daddy, and a lot of baby jargons."
"Babg jargons?" He said
It was really a good thing that his eyes are being covered by the ice pack, I don't think that I hit him that hard, but he doesn't want to meet my eyes yet.
"Those three days gave me a lot to think, and one of the reasons why I showed up at the hospital because I really missed being a doctor. And, I really didn't want the issue to be true because that would mean that I quitted being a doctor just to be the ex-wife of a Prince. And I would be known as just the ex-wife of a Prince. But then it got me thinking also, you also hate the idea of having an affair, so why the fuck would you do that to us-"
And then he removed the ice pack and sat up, he faced me with his face frowning.
"-no, no. Keep it there." I said as I put the ice pack back on his face.
"What?" He said
"I'll finish this first then you can look at me." I said
"Uh-" he said as he placed his hand on the ice pack, pressing it onto his face.
"So, I looked up what the girl looked like, I was curious. And the articles were a bit helpful, they claim that this girl was fitting to your type, blonde. I don't know if this would help but I read all the articles, it was painful to read and every word crushed my heart. It was really hard to keep myself together when you're in hiding with a year-old son."
"Why did you hide?"
"I wanted to run away from this country, but then Brad was home and this issue was probably wide-spread around the world so, I'd get followed also. I wanted to think, I didn't know how would I actually respond to the idea that you're gonna explain yourself to me at one point in time. Or face the fact that you might not explain to me, and just hand me divorce papers, in case the issue is true."
We just sat still for a moment.
"While I was on the way from anywhere but here, I was thinking that maybe I overreacted and I should have given you the benefit of the doubt, I mean before all of this I have claimed that you were my epic love and you basically second the motion. Plus, I was pretty sure that I wouldn't have a kid but there's Zachary and I had him because of you. Maybe not the benefit of the doubt, maybe just listened to you first."
He removed the ice pack from his face and then looked at me.
"Love, I-" before he can even finish that sentence, I grabbed the ice pack from his hand and placed it again on his face.
"What?" He said
The reason, well I really don't want to meet his eyes yet. Do I feel guilty that I ran away without even listening to his side of the story? Maybe. Am I just justifying the fact that I ran away from here and my son because I didn't want to see him? Maybe.
I breathed.
"I'm not gonna apologise for running away. And I also won't apologise for reacting that way, however, I will admit that I may have gotten way ahead of myself and overreacted a bit-" I swallowed.
Harry removed the ice pack from his face and he looked at me, I was gonna grab the ice pack again but he put it in his other hand, getting it would mean that I have to sort of, fight for it.
But then, it's worth a shot.
I tried to reach for it but then he sat up and put it behind him.
"Let me-" he said
I sighed and then faced the great picture again.
"I'm not saying that whatever happened was my fault and I am and I won't take the blame ever, the affair issue is not my fault."
"It's not." He said
"This isn't like those kinds of relationship that I'm innocent but then I take the blame shit, but I am taking responsibility of my actions for the past three days."
"No, you don't have to-"
"Let me finish, okay? I'm not taking full responsibility, just some responsibility. I mean, I just ran away, I don't want to be charged with kidnapping a Prince." I said
"You won't-"
"Shush! You want me to throw a pillow at you again? I'm trying to finish this calmly." I said, meeting his eyes.
Although he was trying to supress it, he wants to smile, but I can see it in his eyes.
"I should have listened to you fir-" before I could even finish, he hugged me so tight that I couldn't even move my hands.
"No, even if you don't finish your entire speech, you have nothing to be sorry about. Believe me, what happened for the past three days is all my fault. It's all on me." He said
And then I sobbed.
"I'm sorry for making you go through this stuff, I'm sorry for hurting you and I'm sorry for letting you feel this feeling." He said
"I hate you, you know that?" I said
"I do, and you have every right to."
"Can you let go now so I can hug you back?" I said
He did but then we paused for a while and looked at each other.
"You don't know how much I missed you." He said
"Bull, it's just three days."
"Yeah and those three days, you were angry at me and you probably conducted this treasure hunt of yours, yeah?" He said
I hugged him.
"Do you wanna eat what I made?" I said
"I'm not gonna eat our son." He said as he wrapped his arms on me.
"I knew the British royals eat their young." I said
"My face hurts." He said
"It's your fault."
"I know, baby." He said