Beyond The Scars (Rewriting As FINDING HER PACK)

Chapter 6

We took baby steps to get back where we use to be. The first months were hard but we as time move on, I learned to forgive him and accept that he is going to be a father a child with someone else who isn't me. I can say giving him another chance is one of the best decisions I have ever made because right now all he ever does is try and put a smile on my face. Our relationship may never be the same as before his infidelity but at least we were happy.

As much as he tried to make me happy, that didn't mean he had to cut off his baby mama. He took well of her very well and I have no complaints, even if I wanted to, I have no right at all, he is the mother of his child after all. She lived in one of our houses, a few minutes drive away from our house, he buys the groceries himself, he visits them almost on a daily basis so as to bond with his baby-they say the bond starts when the baby is still a fetus and he accompanies her to her doctor's appointment. And guess what, yesternight Dayo went into labor and delivered a baby girl. So now he is now a father to a princess. I would lie if I say I am happy because I am not. I was supposed to be the mother to his all his children but that will never happen and it hurts a way lot more than I had thought it would.

Later, at night he made his way in the house looking dog tired, well he had to be, he was up the whole night. I hugged him, kissed him and congratulated him with the best fake smile I could afford. He might have seen I was faking it and decided not to mention it or he was just too happy to notice it. Together we went upstairs and I ran a bath for him and then went to the kitchen to warm up his food, just like a good wife would do. He finished his bath and I served him his dinner and we had talked as he eats and I was sipping on my wine. He finished his dinner, I stuffed the plates in the sink, tomorrow the cleaning company will be coming in so I didn't have to do the dishes.

'There is something we need to talk about,' he announced. He sounded serious and that made me stop changing into my nightwear for a moment.

'What is it?' I voiced my concern as I moved towards the bed pulling my nightdress down my body. He took my hand and led me to seat on the bed. My heart was beating fast in my rib cage. Before he could say anything, I already knew it was something that I wouldn't like to hear just by reading the look on the face, I could tell it was some kind of bad news by his hesitation.

'Daniel?' I searched for his eyes but he looked at our hands, obviously trying to run away from my gaze.

'Talk to me, please?' I was running out of patience and curiosity was getting the better of me but I had to convince him to talk without us shouting at each other. He sighed before he looked but still avoided to look into my eyes.

'You know this marriage doesn't allow any of us to have any other partner right? It has to be you, me and nobody else,' I said but I had no idea where this conversation was heading so I just nodded wanting him to continue.

'And I fucked things up when I cheated on you, which is one thing I regret,'

'I thought we agreed on not mentioning that ever again,'

'Yes we did but my sins are catching up with me now and there is no way we can just bury everything in the past because there is a baby on the way and I want my child to carry my name,' I looked at him, with the spirit of confusion hanging above me.

'What are you saying?'

'Today when they wanted to put the baby in the system, they asked my details and I gave them and obviously, it showed my marriage and the conditions so the baby couldn't be registered under my name unless you are the mother,'

'Meaning?'

'I really want my child to carry my name, I can't have her carry some ridiculous surname and it is impossible if this marriage is still intact on paper,'

I don't if I dumb or my mind denied to process what he just said because I was still confused as ever.

'Get to the point Daniel,'

He bowed his head down, obviously looking for an easier way to say whatever he was going to say bit couldn't find it. He sighed before he blurted, 'We gotta have to get a divorce,'

As if his hands were a hot plat, I pulled my hand away immediately. Like the light hitting a prism, producing the shades of a rainbow so was his words to my heart, triggering different emotions within, anger, pain, betrayal, disappointment and many different emotions I couldn't identify but anger and disappointment conquered them all. Just then when I thought we were on the correct route, he dropped a bomb.

'A divorce Daniel, a fucken divorce? All because you want your child to carry your name?' I shouted at him controlling the urge to punch his teeth out.

'Baby please, you have to understand. We will still leave like we were, I will still treat you like my wife, hell you will still be my wife just not on paper,'

'You can be her father too, just not on paper,' I countered.

'It's different Natacha,'

'I know, it is different, it's even worse because you are taking my name and giving it to someone else,' I literally screamed at him. The mother stole my husband and now the child wants to steal my name, seems like the demon of stealing run in the blood.

'Baby please don't put it in that way,'

'So you want me to view it on your point of view which you aren't even clear, huh?' he kept quiet. 'You said she can only carry your surname only if I am the mother right?' I asked and he nodded, obviously not aware of where this was heading. 'Then let me the mother,' His eyes flew open and his face flashed. It was clear I took him by surprise.

'That is impossible, Dayo made it clear that she won't let us adopt the baby,'

'I won't act as the mother, she will mother her baby but I will be the mother just on paper,'

'Natacha, you know how important a mother and we can't just put your name in place of Dayo. What we going to say to her when she grows up and begin to ask why your name is on her birth certificate instead of Dayo's,'

'You will tell her the truth, besides it will be just paperwork nothing important,'

'Besides, Dayo won't allow that,'

'So I am the one who understands and will have to do all the sacrifices because of your mistake?' No, it doesn't work like that Daniel. If we are going to be divorced then it is going to be a real thing, I will no longer be your wife both physically and on paper. So you better put your priorities in order, am I going to stay as your wife or your baby is going to carry your name,'

'I love you Natacha and you being my wife is one of the best things that ever happened to me,' he announced, 'But then I can't deprive my own child her rights, I want to do right by her, so she is going to carry my name,' Just then when I thought I have been hurt before but his words cut deep. They say the first cut is the deepest but I disagree. Tears burned in my eyes but I forced then back. This guy had a special way of making me feel inferior. I stood up and tried to find composure so I could voice what I heard in mind.

'You will hear from my lawyers and I will be waiting for yours,' I finally said and then walked away. He tried stopping but there is no way he was going to succeed. I pulled out one of the suitcases and stuffed some of my clothes and essentials in- there was no way I was going to pack the whole closet. I pushed the suitcase downstairs with Daniel hot on my tail.

'Where are going at this time of the night, what if something happens to you?' he asked as I approached the garage.

'I am no longer your responsibility Daniel, so you don't have to worry about my whereabouts and what is happening to me, whether I am burning on fire or drowning, that is none of your business now, Daniel,'

'Yes you still my responsibility Nat, you still my wife,'

'Just on paper Daniel,'

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