[BOOK 2]
it's when arzaya and stephen meet again years after college, but things turn out quite differently
(disclaimer: lots of trigger warnings, angst)
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NUT AFTER NUT AFTER NUT IM SORRY AYESHA I DROOLED OVER YA HUSBAND 😭😍😍😍
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Stephen
I stirred from my sleep as I felt the warmth coming from my left side.
I almost thought last night was a dream.
When I opened my eyes, Arzaya was lying on her side and looking at my face. Her eyes were all glossy and her cheeks were rosy from the dry tears.
"Why are you crying?" I spoke with my morning raspy voice. I smoothly ran my hand on her soft cheek.
She stayed looking at my eyes. "Just grateful."
I traced my hand down her spine knowing it was one of things she liked me doing. "What are you thinking right now?"
She slowly blinked. "I don't want this to end."
Me too, baby. Me too.
"I don't know what happens when we go back," she spoke and I swear this was the longest she ever spoke since her dad's passing. It was nice to hear her voice again. "We'll be back to normal in a few days and I... I'm gonna be really sad."
This time I run my fingers on her hair. "This is the normal."
Her eyes were just full of smiles that it made me feel better.
"You know," I added. "Before there was a Jackson, or an Ayesha, I only know a Stephen and Arzaya. I ain't even joking. It's always been us. You just lost your path on the way, maybe I did too, but at the end of the day, we still end up meeting in the middle."
I just loved how she would close her eyes at the sound of my voice like it was music to her ears.
"Thanks for fixing me," she spoke in a soft voice.
I leaned in carefully to plant a kiss on her forehead. "I'm still halfway through."
She was letting me hug her close and feel her warmth. She cozied up to me and even shyly put a hand on my back as we lay in silence.
For the first time in what felt like forever, she was finally able to sleep peacefully without nightmares. All night, I waited for her to sleep before I did and I never heard her sleep-talk.