The art in which they are bound. Meant to be yet they're struggling to find themselves in this chaotic world; she tries, he doesn't. He tries she doesn't.
Confused they both are on what is meant for them. She thinks to herself; "what's meant to be will always be". But he's thinking differently
"The world is unfair but I might as well live,". This particular mood of life is what he's been thinking as he had given up on ever being in love once again
She thought it wasn't meant to be but God knows why he placed them together in the world of meant to-& not meant to happen
They're destined for each other to love,hold and cherish forever. Beautiful is their love for each other. Two hearts that beat for each other; their souls longing for contact to envision their future
Thoughts of will it ever be the same roams the narrators head. Should she bring them back together?
**She looks at you**
Should she?
"Leave it to me," she whispers to the person behind the screen
"If it's meant to be it will happen," she adds as the readers are filled with suspense....
They're anxious about what's going to happen next as they read each line and every word sticking to them
The emotions they feel are like the bubbling of their stomach when hungry as they await the next line reading keenly as they wonder...
What is the author gonna do next?
Well let's find out
**smiles mischievously**
Zyairie POV
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"How are you,?" I ask as lamaya starts rubbing her fingers together I watch as she crosses and uncrosses her legs
"Breathe," she nods taking deep breaths before she spoke
"Healing,"
I guess that's a sensible answer. I watch as she sighs looking down from my eye contact. After two years she still can't maintain eye contact with me
"How are you mentally,?"
"I'm just trying my best," she says
"Good ,"
"How are our kids doing,?" I ask. She smiles rubbing her stomach
(The fact he always says our 🥺)
"Their alright giving me a warm time with all this throwing up they have me doing but they're fine,"
I smile
Lamaya POV
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I smile at him. His cologne lingers in the air as I inhale. I miss his fragrance and his touch wish he'd hug me
As if he's reading my mind he stands up I watch him nervously as he approaches me. Each step makes me breathe harder
Calm down Lamaya
It's just a man...Not just a man but the father of my babies, The man that brought back my spark, the guy who gave me the world without me asking
The guy I lost due to my selfish ways. My old ways I'm changing
"Come ere," He says stopping four inches away from me. I uncross my legs getting up slowly as he watches my every move
Moving towards him I stop in front him but not too close
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