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"How come you haven't proposed to me?" I questioned Rodney eyebrow raised. It was a genuine question. We've been together for four long years.
I caught him cheating on me last year, and things started going downhill but he promised to never do it again and try his best to repair us. At first, I didn't want anything to do with him after the fact. I took some time for myself but I realized I still loved him and he showed me that he deserved another chance.
I began to fall out of love with him but we started over. We dated again and did things to bring back the spark. We even tried new things in the bedroom. He earned my trust back along with my heart, but I was beginning to get tired.
I was never the one to wait around while a man blatantly showed you that you weren't what he wanted, and he didn't see a future in you. After three years I'm side eyeing you as if to say— what are we waiting for?
"No reason I just haven't," He said nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders carelessly.
I rolled my eyes. "Do you even plan to, do you even want me to be your wife?" He signed not wanting to talk about this particular thing. "Of course, Sky, just not right now." I wondered when but, I didn't wanna press the issue.
If he decided to propose soon, I'd know it was because I was badgering him about it and I didn't wanna enter a lifetime partnership that way. I wanted him to wanna be my husband— as did I wanna be his wife.
I stared at him wondering if there was someone else. Again.
Maybe I deserved someone that knew what they wanted out of our relationship. I shook the thought from my mind, not allowing it to ruin my mood for the day. I was definitely overthinking. Instead, I texted Arielle to see if she wanted to hang out. I no longer wanted to be in his presence simply because I was annoyed with his lack of commitment to understanding me and how I felt.
She read my message and opted to call me instead.
"Hey bestie boo, what's up?" Her soft voice filled the phone. "Nothing really, I just wanted to see if you wanted to do something, get out the house."
