I grabbed my bag in silence.
"Faye, it doesn't have to be like this. You're my love." Randy tried to say.
"No, you're job is your love not me or Alana." I yelled at him. I picked up a sleeping Alana from the couch. "When you finally decide to stop being a workaholic and you start being the love of my life and the father of our daughter…don't call me." I walked past Cody and Ted, who just entered the locker room, and out of the locker room leaving the love of my life behind.
~Randy's POV~
I wanted to go after Faye but I knew she was right. I was a jerk and an ass among other things.
"What happened?" Cody asked.
"We broke up." I answered.
"Go after her. You might never see her again." Ted urged me.
"My body won't let me. I want to but I can't." I told them. "She's right. I'm a jerk, an ass and a workaholic. I love her. Her and Alana mean so much to me. but she knows that this means so much to me too. I have to do something." I finally ran out to the parking garage. I looked around for her silver SUV. I miss her. I took a deep breath before heading inside. I had to think of a way to get my girls back.
~Faye's POV~
I put Alana down in her crib. I shed a tear when I walked down the hall and saw the picture of Randy. I took the pictures off the wall and took them to the bedroom. I opened the window, took the pictures from the frames and threw them out the window letting the cool breeze take them away. I started to cry.
~Randy's POV~
I was outside our house when a picture of Faye and I with Alana when she was born land on my windshield. I opened the door and walked up the stairs to our bedroom.
"Faye." She turned around and looked at me with those sad dark green eyes. "Baby, come on you know I love you and Alana. This is my job. I don't want to leave it but I want to show you how much I love you. I got 3 months off and you, me, and Alana are going on a 3-month cruise. All 3 of us as a family."
"Randy, you're making this harder for me. Don't make me choose." She told me. she tried to hide tears. I wiped them away.
"I don't want you to choose. I want you and Alana to come with me on this cruise. It'll be great for you, Alana, and me. 3 months. Please?" I begged. I looked into her eyes.
"Ok. You, Alana and I. we'll go." She gave in
"Yes. So are we good?" I asked.
"Your back in good graces right now. But you have to work so hard to get everything back to normal." She told me.
"Sounds good to me." I told her. She has no clue what I have planned.
~The Cruise~
~Faye's POV~
I laid on a pool chair and watched Randy play with Alana in the pool. I smiled and realized that Alana looked like Randy.
"Faye, come on." Randy called out to me.
"I'm good. Maybe later." I called back.
"Ok." he went back to playing with Alana.
~Later That Night~
"Faye come here." Randy grabbed my hand and took me to the deck.
"What about Alana?" I asked.
"The nanny is watching her. Come on." He answered. We went out to the deck where it was dark but the deck was lit up by the moon and stars so it wasn't so dark out after all. "Faye, I love you. Alana and you mean the world to me. I never want to leave you because if I did I would hate myself for it. I don't want to hurt you. I'm sorry about our little fight but I want you to know what I choose." He got down on one knee. "Faye Ava, will you be my wife?" he asked opening a small velvet box revealing a ring.
"Yes Randy! Yes I will!" I answered he put the ring on my finger, stood up and kissed me.