Stay With Me (Roman Reigns)

56.

So, I've spent the last week in the studio with Gleb dancing away and I was starting to feel a lot better. Dancing opened up my mind and the voice in my head telling me that the miscarriage was my fault was slowly starting to become nothing more than a whisper. When I started this, I had little hope that it would work and now I felt normal again. I felt like I had a clear mind and conscience.

But I haven't just been dancing for the past week. I'd spent the past week also talking to Roman a lot. I'd told him how sorry I was for lying to him and that I felt horrible about it, which I did. I'd also told him that I never wanted to tell him because I didn't want to be a burden. You can imagine how he felt about that. He kept telling me that I was not a burden and that I should never feel that way, which okay I guess he was right about that. I shouldn't have to feel like I was a burden when it came to my husband but I did the same thing with my own family and I'd known them a lot longer than him. But I did need to get out of that shell I turned to when things got dark. I needed to step out of that darkness with the help of other people, my husband, my family. I needed them and I needed to let them in all the way.

I sat on the dance floor with Gleb as we finished our breakfast. Today, we were working on more contemporary stuff and I couldn't wait. Honestly, contemporary was beginning to become my favorite style of dance. And Gleb was a fantastic teacher. He was patient and kind about everything. "So, how are you feeling today?" Gleb asked as he threw away his trash.

"You don't have to keep asking me that." I told him. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" he asked. He sat back down in front of me on the floor.

"Yes." I said. "You were right. Dancing really does help. Especially when you're passionate about it."

"It does." he said. "It's been helping me."

"Helping you?" I asked. "What do you mean?"

He sighed. "I haven't talked about it because I've been trying to help you but Elena and I are having some trouble. We're not exactly together anymore." he said.

"Oh my god." I said. "What happened?"

"I found her cheating on me." he said. My eyes widened. "I went to her dance studio and there she was. She didn't even know I was back in town because I wanted to surprise her. But it wasn't her that got the surprise."

"I'm really sorry." I said. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because I came here to help you. I wasn't gonna dump my problems on you too." he said.

"Gleb you should have told me." I said. "Maybe I could have helped you at the same time."

"How would you have helped me?" he asked. "There's nothing anyone can do."

"You forget I'm a professional wrestler too." I told him. He chuckled. "Hey, just say the word and you consider her ass kicked." I smiled as he laughed. "Seriously though, I'm really sorry. You don't deserve that kind of pain. And I'm sorry you had to experience it."

"Me too." he said. "But I'm gonna move forward and look to the future."

"What's in your future?" I asked.

"Dance." he said. "It's been my past, my present, and it's gonna be my future." I smiled. "Listen, I've been thinking about something and I wanted to run it by you."

"Shoot." I said as I leaned back propping myself up with my hands.

"The last week, you and I have come up with some great dances. We work well together and I've been thinking about opening a dance studio here. How would you like to run it with me?" he asked.