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- Beth 💕Chapter Twenty Two
"I'd rather be living, for the love of you."
Faint sounds of the Isley Brothers woke me from my slumber just as the sun's rays began peeking through the sheer curtains.
"What is happening." I grumbled, sitting up in bed, the sweet aroma of maple syrup infiltrating my nostrils.
Dragging myself to the bathroom, my body tensed with goose bumps as noticed I was still at Raheem's.
Last night was a night for the books and I was still trying to wrap my head around everything that transpired.
I had finally let it go.
The pain.
The guilt.
The sorrow.
I let it all go and finally I felt free.For so long I harbored such ill thoughts surrounding my son's death. I thought I deserved it, I thought I wasn't good enough, and I thought that maybe if Raheem was present our little boy would still be here.
But this was reality, no man or woman has control over destiny and if it's written it will be.
I no longer thought of Easton's death, only his ascension. He taught me the most beautiful lesson and that was letting go.Letting the warm washcloth press against my face I hummed the chorus to Lloyd's Tru.
"I'm just doin' everything that I can, cause all I wanna be is tru."
This song always hit me hard, Lloyd spoke facts with this one.
Lifting the washcloth from my face I smiled at my reflection. For the first time in what seemed forever I loved what I saw.
"I love you." I whispered to myself before flickering off the light and exiting Rah's bathroom.
"Paradise I have within
Can't feel insecure again
You're the key, well
And this I see, for I see.I walked into the kitchen to see Raheem swaying around the kitchen, an apron covering his royal blue briefs and the Isley Brothers blaring from his Alexa.
"Good morning beautiful." His head whipped around, a bright smile plastered on to his face.
"What is all this?" I waved my hand over the display of breakfast foods in front of me.
"This is our new beginning." He took my hand and pulled out a seat at the island for me.
"Sage we've been through enough shit to right a book about us baby. Last night was a lot, but I want you and I need you. I love you woman and I'm ready to put our past behind us for good. No more secrets, no more arguing, no more I hate you's, no more jumping to conclusions. I'm willing to spend the rest of my life with you if you'll have me. I want us forever, me, you, Aubrey, and our little angel Easton."
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