A Billion Dollar Mistake

Chapter 32

"It takes a strong heart to love, but it takes an even stronger heart to continue to love after it's been hurt"~Unknown

[2 weeks later]

Yasmin's POV

Two weeks ago, the man I fell in love with completely broke my heart. He told me something that I never thought would happen to me. I've always dreamt of having my own family, and living happily ever after, oh how I was dumb. I should have known This was not some kind of romantic movie, we are talking about real life right now. As shocking as it sounds, I finally realized not everything was pink and unicorns.

It's been two weeks since I told Malik to get out of the house, which he gladly did. I thought that was it, I was never going to see him again, but once again he surprised me. He showed up every night and once again, I told him I needed time to myself, and he finally ended up leaving me, and so I go back on my bed to cry over and over again. They always say it will be better with time, so why do I still feel this pain on my chest? Why do I still feel like I was just told I could not have a child of my own ever again? Why can't I just forget it? Why? Just why?

Once again I hear a knock on the door, I keep ignoring it, having an idea of the person on the other side, the one and only Malik. After he left, I found a way to change his house pin, so he can not come in unless I open the door for him. I also know he can find someone to change it back, but I am just glad he decided to give me my space. After a while, I decide to get up and send the poor guy back to where he was

"I am fine, no I am not sick, I am just busy and yes I still need time so yeah you can leave now" I said right after opening the door, looking at my feet. I already have the answer memorized considering he showed up for the past 15 nights with the same questions, guys are so predictable

"Rude much? Trust me girl I am so not ready to leave yet, push your tiny yet big butt from the door so I can come in" answered a voice too familiar. A voice that I dearly missed. I look up to find the one and only Fatima. How is this possible? She was in Dubai how did she get here?

"Oh my God I can not believe this, is it really you?" I asked not believing my eyes. I use my fingers to touch her, and no I was not imagining

"Yes love it's me" she replied, and that was it, I hugged her, holding onto her like my life depended on it

"Oh God can't breathe" she said and I finally let her go after a while. "You hugged the life out of me man. Aren't you going to let me in?"

"Yeah sure I missed you too ugly." I said holding her hand and closing the door behind us. I guided her to the living room and we sat on the couch. "Fatimah am I dreaming?"

"Let me see" she said pinching my cheeks

"Oh God that hurts Tima, what is wrong with you?"

"I just wanted to show you that you were not dreaming"

"Whatever, how come you are here, not that I don't like it,I actually quiet love it. How are Dad and Omar doing? I missed them so much"

"Uhm, they are actually doing great, they just miss you a lot and your brother already started school. As to how I am here, your dumbass of husband, does it ring any bell?" At the mention of husband, she saw me flinching. "How are you holding up love?" She asked with worry written on her beautiful face

"I am alive aint I?" I replied drily

"Yeah, that is because you are strong"

"Sure, how are you here?"

"Why are you acting like you don't want to see me? Anyways I talked to that jerk and he explained to me what was happening. He bought me a flight ticket and so boom, here I am. And then he got me from the airport and I insulted him until we got here. I told him that it's not time yet for you two to talk and he will come back probably later anyways because my suitcase is in his car"