Dakota's Miracle

Moving on

I felt embarrassed. Humiliated. Most of all, disappointed. 

I knew i had to leave.. i didn't want to go but am sick, and too much stress is bad for me. I know god has someone for me. Someone who is going to love me back and be true to me. A pure, loving relationship. 

I started packing my bags. I stopped once i heard a light knock on my door.

"Dakota?"

"Dakota, i am so sorry. I feel horrible. I know you must feel very uncomfortable but i promise that this wont happen ever again!" 

I opened the door. 

"Am leaving Stephen.."

"Wait, what do you mean... I know you must feel bad about what happened and i do to but please.. don't go." I could feel him observing me while i was packing my clothes.

"Stephen i just cant be here anymore. You have a wife and she is obviously upset with my presence. Look, you did help me and thank you. But i just cant be here.. at least not at the moment."

"Why do i feel like this isn't just about Bianca? Is there something else going on?" 

I stayed quiet. I moved on to my makeup.

He went up to me and made me face him. We were close. 

He grabbed my soft pale hands. 

"Is there something wrong?" He said trying to push the answer out of me. His eyes met mines.  

"I..i..Stephen.."

"Just say it."

"I have feelings for you Stephen."

He had no response.. i couldn't read his expression. 

"That's why i cant stay.." i said breaking eye contact.

After a good few seconds, He cleared his throat. Letting go of my hands.

"Um..i..." He kept stuttering.

"Its okay. You don't need to say anything. Am going home. Whether you do or don't wont me to stay. Am sorry.."  I kept packing.

He slowly left the room. I couldn't help but laugh.. 

It was hard to process what just happened. So i just laughed. 

I got my phone and called someone to get me.