Epilogue

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Maya’s P.O.V

“When you said we’d be coming to the States for a vacation, I had no idea this is what you had up your sleeve,” I mumbled, completely disgruntled by the current situation.  It hadn’t been long since I’d begun the somewhat long drive to the last place on earth I’d rather go to. My parents’ house.

Theodore chuckled and placed his warm and calloused hand my thigh and rubbed circles on it. “If I had told you that this is the first task on my list, would you have agreed to come at all?” he asked in amusement, and I sealed my lips shut. Probably not. I’d have opted to have gone elsewhere then. “Relax, Maya. I just want to get to know them, since I’m very serious about you. And I need them to know that I’m in your life to stay,” he then added with a grin, and I found my heart fluttering at her sweet words. No matter how much I’d tried to get used to this for the past two years, I just couldn’t get over the fact that this man was deeply in love with me and I loved him just as much.

I never regretted the day I literally dropped everything for the chance just to be with Theodore, or my boss man like I like to call him. Our relationship started over slow, with us trying to fit each other in into our busy schedules. It wasn’t long after I’d moved to the UK that I began my pursuit in achieving a BBA degree, which I attained in only a year. After that, I applied for a job at various companies, landed on at a marketing firm and got bumped up to a manager in under six months. It was crazy!

The support I received from the twins, Ms. Duke and Theodore, of course, it what kept me going. They always gave me the motivation to be a go-getter. Eventually, Theodore asked me to move in with him and I agreed. I remember the day like the back of my hand; Aiden was probably the most excited. Although I had a lot on my plate, I made time to for the kids and often went to the local park, amusement parks and movies during the weekends. They were now both seven, and we had left them at the beach house with Ms. Duke whilst Theodore dragged me off to meet my parents.

I mean, it was only reasonable that they meet but I was dying of nervousness. How could I now? I wasn’t worried about my dad; we were cool now but my mother on the other hand; that woman is so damn unpredictable. I knew that she thought of me as a golddigger for being with the love of my life, and at this point, her antics were just getting old. I was hoping to heaven that she wouldn’t sabotage this otherwise I’d be forced to give her a piece of my mind.

I sighed out loud and switched lanes. Theodore thought that it would better I drive there instead of him but I knew he was just trying to distract me by using his very sleek and expensive Bugatti. And I didn’t mind driving it, and to an extent it was helping with easing my stress. “We can turn back if you want. It’s not too late.”

I shrugged and made a right turn at an intersection. “It’s too late for that. Let’s just get this over with so we can go back home and get this vacation actually started. And you’re cooking tonight,” I said in a calm voice, giving him a long sideways glance.

As usual, he didn’t complain and smiled. He had become so patient and understanding over the years that at times, I didn’t recognise him. I remember when Meredith had tried to pick a fight with me, and he dissolved the issue before it could escalate. She had resigned not too long after that, saying she couldn’t work in such ‘unfavourable conditions’. Nobody stopped her, and that was the last time we heard from her. Ann and Matt were relieved to not have her hovering over them like a helicopter and the atmosphere at the house shifted instantaneously. 

A few minutes later I parked the car on the short driveway of my parents’ house. I unbuckled my belt and exited the car, exhaling out loud and looked up at the gargantuan white house I used to call home. Theodore came in front of me and cupped my face, effectively blocking my view of the house. “Everything is going to be alright, okay my love? I’m right here, and I always will be,” he voiced gently and I nodded my head. He placed a light kiss on my lips, grabbed my hand and together we began to walk towards the steps leading to the front door.

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