Made for me🖤

Part forty eight

Monae's POV

Waking up to my head buried in a hairy chest and hands wrapped protectively around me, a smile, that of happiness appeared on my lips and face and I pulled my back a little to look at Michy's peaceful smiling face.

It was etched in a smile, was it really or it was only my imagination because I was so happy. Even in his sleep, at the feel of my slight movement, his hands wrapped around me almost too tightly in a possessive way as if he never will let go off me.

Neither would I so I wormed closer to him to the point we were flushed against each other.

After the rich and sweet moments I shared with him yesterday, I never want, even for a second, to leave his presence let alone his life.

The heavens surely must have been against our separation that's why they allowed Michy to find me and I'm glad he did and brought me home despite my stubborn protests which I'm hating now.

Like who wouldn't? But then all that is in the past, after having that heartfelt talk with Michy and freely and willingly giving myself to him, accepting to be molded into one body with him, nothing or nobody will ever make me leave him ever again.

I am ever sure and confident about this decision more than anything else, not even my wish to go back to Ghana can be compared to this. Initially I was a fool and so naive but now I know better.

Now, I know better that there's no place on the face of the earth that can give me that peace and happiness I always crave for than here. Beside Michy and in our home forever.

And even if I ran in denial, I'll always be drawn back here. How foolish of me to think I could leave America and go back to Ghana when I couldn't let go of any of the memories I shared with Michy, not even a single one.

It definitely was the heartbreak talking and influencing my decisions but all the same, it's all over and I've found myself at the very same place and person I had been running away from.

Anyways, they all are in the past now. Now is the present which will determine my future with Michy and I've made a vow to myself never to ever, ever again in my life be swayed by people and the lies they feed me.

I'll trust Michy from now on, more than myself because I've realized in everything that happened, he was alright right. Indeed, the way he went about things, some weren't right but the intentions behind them were while I who always thought was right was wrong and behaving like a spoilt ungrateful bitch.

And I'm going to right every wrong I did to him. I'm now going to love him unconditionally, give as much as he does if not more into our love and revere him like a wife does to her lord because as at now we aren't the silly lover's from before, but the newly weds who are going to strive to make our marriag and love work into a fairytale story just like them Disney stories.

Michy's soft breath fanned my face and his chest heaved against mine in a peaceful slumber he deserves after...

His eyelids quivered yet they never parted to reveal the beautiful hazel orbs beneath them, instead, it was glued shut as he flipped us over so I laid on top of him.

One hand left my waist to grope around and before I knew, rose petals came flying over as the same time he opened his eyes and curled his lips into a beautiful smile.

"Good morning, beautiful." His morning voice rasped sweetly to my ears.

Causing ne to flush from my cheeks to ears, I shyly responded. "Good morning boo, how was your sleep?" Clamping my mouth, the insecure side of me asked despite seeing how happy he was from his actions. It was an indirect question that was hinted on something else aside his sleep.