Chapter 20 |
Kyela's Pov
"I... I feel like I have to be the one to fix this, not you," I told him.
His facial features softened, and he lowered his fist to his side. My heart beat slowed down a bit to a normal speed, and I sighed.
"Why would you say that?" He asked.
"It's true... I'm the reason she even met you, and that's how this whole thing started, and I feel like I have to put a stop to this," I said.
Michael stepped closer to me a little bit, and I looked to the floor.
"I'm not blaming you for this, Kye. You're my wife, and I'm going to happily protect you from anything I can," he said, "Especially while you're pregnant."
I sighed, and he came close enough to touch my arm. I looked up at him, and he shook his head.
"How about you just lay low until the baby gets here? No unnecessary stress, no more complications," he suggested.
I clenched my fist at my side as a subtle Braxton-Hick traveled through my abdomen.
"Look at you... You don't need to be worrying about this. You need to lie down," Michael said as he nudged me backwards.
I shook my head. "It wasn't that bad. I'm okay," I said.
The contractions started a week ago, but they weren't getting stronger or more frequent, which proved to be a good thing. I didn't have very many Braxton-Hicks with Kees, so they were fairly alarming at first. I just hoped they stayed this way until it was actually time for me to give birth.
"I wasn't asking," Michael declared.
I rolled my eyes and groaned. He grabbed my shoulders and began walking towards our bedroom. "Let's go," he said.
I complained, "I don't want to lay down."
"Don't be a brat," he laughed at me.
He got me into bed, and I sighed. He glared at me for a moment, and I just gave him a challenging stare.
"What is it now?" He asked as he sat at the foot of the bed.
"I need to pee," I giggled.
He rolled his eyes and laughed along with me. "Okay, then go," he permitted.
He got up from the bed and walked over to the door where his shoes were. As I got up, I put my hands on my hips.
"Where are you going?"
He shrugged. "I told you I'm going to handle this. Just let me," he said without looking at me.
I pursed my lips and walked into the bathroom anyway.
"You better be in bed by the time I get back!" He yelled from the room.
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Fanfiction[ Book Three in the Written in Anger Series ] Were they on the brink of a divorce or could they work it out? That was the question going through Kyela's brain as she raised their baby alone for a month and a half. Michael was MIA, she hadn't heard f...
