*Genevieve*
I told myself I was going to tell him the next day I saw him.
I didn't.
I told myself I will unblock him and tell him about our kids.
I didn't.
Here I am two weeks later, on a 'meeting' with him. I have told myself I will tell him everything, and leave no stone unturned.
I accepted this outing because I decided it was time to tell him. He comes into the restaurant, and looks shocked. "You are here early. Why? You are never early, or even earlier than me."
I roll my eyes at him in reply. I was early because I felt like backing out on the date, but he had to know. He goes on to say, "I am sorry for how things between us were. I am sorry for how I treated you, when I should have trusted you."
I roll my eyes. "It is in the past. I am over it, and you must be too," I say.
"Not really. It is one of the reasons I found it hard to face you. I knew I needed to make amends, but I knew you wouldn't want me around," he says.
"And yet, here you are."
He holds eye contact and says, "I should warn you though. I suspect my mother knew about this company being your place of work, and she made sure I signed a contract until them."
"I love your mother, but she should not have. Everything is in the past. Did it hurt? Yes. Am I fine? Definitely. I have moved on. I am only here because I know this is inevitable, sadly," I say angrily.''
"We both know that the only reason you did not go on that date with me earlier is because I let you have your way," he says looking at me intensely.
I swallow and squirm. "Yes, I was too much of a coward so, I did not meet you later to apologize. Yes, I was too much of a fool, and I did not believe you. I will never forgive myself Genevieve. I think about it every single day of my life. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but damn, I will work for it. As it is, I will be here for God knows how long. I hope you will be able to forgive me then, and maybe, give us a chance one more time."
I giggle. He looks confused, and I say, "Even if hell freezes over, there will never be an 'us' anymore. You made sure of that, and for that I am grateful. If the roles were reversed, I would have never believed you will cost me my work. Maybe, that is stupid of me. The truth of the matter is, You treated me like a nobody, and I will prefer it if you continue the energy right now. There is no need for wishful thinking. You and I can never be again together.
He is shocked, and I live for it. After our insufferable silence, we finally go home, and the moment I walk in, Ama asks, "How was his reaction when he found out about the twins?"
When I say nothing, her eyes narrows, and she says, "Genevieve?"
"Yeah," I answer.
"You did tell him, right?"
I don't answer, and she says, "Genevieve Willow Evans. After everything your mama and I have told you, you still have not told him about his children?"
I give her a guilty smile, and she says, "He is going to be so livid when he finds out. He has the resources to gain custody, plus, he has too much money and power."
I sigh and say, "I did want to tell him, but every time, something held me back. Plus, he claims to be repentant. He just kept on bringing up the past, and is so delusional that he thinks I will be forgiving and forgetting. It aggravated me, and made me pissed."
Her looks at me and she narrows her eyes. "Please, tell me that after today, you will be more serious with informing him about his kids. They have already started asking for their dada," she says.
"I will see what I can do," I reply.
I hope I am really serious. I sigh and go to bed.
I will tell Blackwell next week.
I hope.