"How did it go with Donald?" Tay asks when I walk out of the bathroom.
I keep quiet and walk to the creamy couch.
"Are you angry at me?" He asks, amused and I wish I could knock his smirk off.
"Do you how humiliating that was?" I ask and glare at him. He laughs and walks to the couch.
"It's not my fault that you didn't check if I had company or not. You have yourself to blame for what happened," he shrugs his shoulders like it's nothing.
"How are you feeling?" His tone changes to a worried one and my insides melt at his caring side.
"I am fine," I say and he lifts me up and places me on his lap.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am sure." I laugh because this is weird right now. We spent half of our time hurting each other rather than taking care of each other.
"How was it? like seeing him?" Tay asks and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. I wrap my hands around his neck to support myself.
"At first I thought I won't be able to do it and for a moment I regretted coming back—but a part of me wanted to do this," I say as Tay creates circles on my hand—submitting the comfort he knows how to offer.
"A part that was tired of the nightmares, feeling like dirt, feeling insecure, and worthless did it. And I have you to thank. You have done more than you can think for me and for that, you are my hero, my savior. " I kiss his nose and he gives me a warm smile.
"You never gave up on me—on us. Heaven knows how much we have suffered but you still fought against people and the universe that wanted to separate us. Your love gave me the strength to keep on going—to keep on fighting because I had something to live for. You gave me purpose and you will be my end. I will never be able to give someone else my heart because it's yours. I am yours in body, mind, and soul." I say and Tay looks at me with a look he has never looked at me with.
"Our faith in our love was tested so many times and we kept fighting—we climbed mountains after mountains and we finally moved them aside. I love you so fucking much now, tomorrow, and forever. You are the strongest woman I have ever met in my entire life, you are an inspiration to women out there. living proof of what survival is all about. You taught me to fight no matter how bad a situation becomes and I love you so much for that. The world has found its next Maya Angelou," Tays forehead is on mine—looking deep into my soul.
"I love you," I tell him and he pecks my lips.
I never imagined myself with Tay or family when I first met him, I didn't even know how it was like to fall in love— how you act around the person—I was clueless. Never in my life will I ever fall for someone. He fought for me— for our love and I don't know what would have happened to us if he didn't.
"Did you hear me?" Tay asks, shaking me and I blink twice at him.
"I asked if you wanted to go home?" I nod and get off his lap. I grab my bag and Tay grabs his laptop bag and car keys—and we walk out.
We step in a private elevator and Tay presses the ground level. After a while, the elevator peeps open and we step out. We walk to Tays car and I hop in the passenger seat and Tay walks to the driver's seat. He drives into the busy road of Sandton. He turns the radio on and I rest my head against the window.
A hand caresses my cheek and I open my eyes to find Tay in my view.
"We are home," he says and my lips form a smile. I unbuckle my seatbelt and hop out of the car.
We walk inside the house and I throw myself on the couch. Tay chuckles and sits next to me and lifts my legs —and places them on his lap. He takes off my shoes and massages my foot.
"The house is quiet, " I comment.
"Yeah, It is." Tay agrees and continues to massage my foot. I let out a moan and a doorbell was heard. I groan when Tay stops and walks to the door. I lift myself from the couch to look at the person at the door and my eyes almost bulge out of their sockets.
"Dad!" I get up from the couch.
"So, it is true?" Dad ignores Tay and walks in.
"What are you talking about?" I ask, confused.
"That my daughter is back and didn't even tell me—let alone let me know that she is going to visit the person who ruined her life!" He says with hurt in his eyes.
"And let's not forget she got back with the person who is related to the person who ruined her,"
"No Olivia! I am not going to sit and watch my daughter ruin her life more than it is already ruined!" He yells.
"Don't talk to her like that," Tay says to Dad and I binge the bridge of my nose frustrated.
"Don't tell me how to talk to my daughter kid, I watched my daughter's life get ruined in front of me and I didn't do shit—but I won't this time. You and I both know that you don't deserve her. She needs someone who respects her and doesn't constantly hurt her little heart." Dad says, glaring at Tay.
"Joe I know you don't like me because of what Donald did to Olivia but I love your daughter and I will do anything for her to be happy even if her happiness lies with someone else—but your daughter loves me and am done with people telling us what we should do and shouldn't. You have to accept that we love each other and there's nothing you could do about it. I am not Donald and I will never be him but I am not perfect. I will hurt Olivia and she will hurt me, that's how life is. I understand you are looking out for your daughter and I respect that—I really do. but you also have to respect us. Olivia is not a kid anymore, she made her choice and that's is to stay with me and I hope you will find it in your heart to respect her decisions and choices as her father, " Tay tells Dad and a smile forms on my lips.