My dear friends,
How could I ever thank you enough? And how could I tell you just how much your support and reviews mean to me? The world. The whole world. This story is for you, all my stories are for you, and I often read that I am writting you gifts and I am so touched that you think that ! Because you know what ? You are my gifts. All of you.
Love you all so much ! 3
So, this part brings back some pretty complicated angst, it will be in two or three parts, haven't decided yet !
Also, some of you asked and it made me think... I really like writting about them in this Universe, what would you think about getting a whole story about them ?From the start of their relationship to now? It will be after I finished at least some of my on-going stories, but I'd love to write about it, let me know my dear friends !
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10th of December :
Robin was sat on the couch, a glass of whiskey in hands, frowning and blue eyes lost and confused.
Because he had seen them together again.
Regina and Graham.
She didn't know that he did, but he had been driving through town and they were having dinner at a restaurant in the city. His heart had stopped and he had thought to be dreaming, but it was his Regina laughing and talking to this man she had cheating on him with...
And... And this feeling in his heart? He had felt it once before years ago and had thought he would never move on from that heartbreak.
And Robin truly thought these days were behind him.
That it was over.
That they were married and happy...
And that he was enough this time.
Tears pricked at the back of his eyes, and he swallowed.
He thought everything was perfect.
He thought...
And with Roland's birthday party a couple of weeks ago, and the way she had kissed him...
Was it all a trick?
A trick to make him blind?
Was she seeing Graham again?
But...
But if the first time had been partly his fault, he had been neglecting her and making her feel like he didn't love her.
But this time...
This time he was doing all that he could to make her happy, to love her the best he could.
And if that wasn't enough?
Well...
He swallowed.
He had come home right away, had changed into that blue shirt she loved so much ( it was supposedly bringing out the blue of his eyes), drove the boys to his parents' and prepared her dinner.
He could remember the worry on his sons' faces…
Earlier…
Robin took a deep breath and came into the house,
"Boys?" he called and heard their footsteps before he saw them, smiled tenderly before his heart squeezed again in his chest.
"Are you alright, dad?" asked Henry and Robin focused again, saw his older son frowning slightly and cleared his throat.
He needed to be strong.
He was the father.
"Would you like to go to your grandparents't house for the night?"
"Really,!" screamed happily Roland and Robin smiled sadly, nodding.
"Really."
"Why?" asked Henry once again and bloody hell, when had he become so perceptive?
"No reason, Henry."
He frowned again.
"Is everything alright with mom?"
Oh God.
There was only one way out of this…
"Perfect, it's just the birthday of the first time we met, and I want to surprise her."
Henry's eyes widened in delight and Robin felt awful to lie to his son.
"That's awesome!"
"Indeed, my boy."
"So, when are we leaving?" asked Roland, beaming.
Present:
But now it was almost 11 pm and she was still not home.
Robin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
It didn't mean that she didn't love him anymore.
It didn't mean that she was with someone else.
She could be anywhere.
Anywhere.
She didn't have to be on a hotel room, making love to a man that wasn't him while he was driving himself mad with worry and-
He couldn't take it anymore.
Robin took his phone and dialed her number.
One ring.
Two.
Three.
(Oh God)
Four.
"Robin?" she finally answered and his voice broke because she looked breathless, didn't she?
"Where are you?" he asked.
"Still having dinner."
And did she really think he didn't catch the hesitation in her voice?
"With whom?"
"Why are you calling me?"
Oh God.
He was losing her.
It was happening again.
Oh please, no.
"I thought we would spend the evening together." he half-lied.
A silence.
"Where are the boys?"
"At my parents'."
"Was it planned?"
"No."
A silence.
"What is it, Robin?"
"I just wanted to spend some time with you, my love." he breathed and tears were blurring his vision. "Please, come home?"
His voice broke and he prayed that she didn't notice.
"Of course..." she said happily and he closed his eyes, a tear finally escaping it. "You know there is not much I enjoy more than spending time with you. I'll be on my way, let me just say goodbye to the others."
And then she closed the call and all that was left for him to do was wait.
He wouldn't let her leave him.
Not this time.
Not after all that they'd been through.
Robin shook his head and then got up, before he started pacing.
When Regina got home she smiled as she let her keys on the bowl next to the door and then she walked in, searching for her husband.
"Robin?" she called and nobody answered.
"In the living room." came his voice and she smiled and then gasped when she saw what he had done.
There were candles everywhere and the table set for two, and it smelt so good. He had also put on her favourite shirt...Her heart warmed in her chest.
But then she looked up at him and froze instantly.
Something was wrong.
Something was so wrong.
He looked pale, and heartbroken and she had not seen that look on him in ages. Blue eyes were confused and frantic as he tried a smile that didn't reach his eyes at all – and how did he think that that could trick her?
And then her heart stopped.
Could it be…
Could he know already?
No.
No, it wasn't possible.
It was just one time, a few minutes.
He couldn't possibly know.
"Surprise." he breathed and she smiled.
"I can't believe it, Robin."
He smiled and it was a genuine smile this time, before he shrugged slightly and the heartbreak was back in his eyes as he said,
"It's not because we're married that we have to stop enjoy time together..."
"I agree with that." she smiled and he smiled back, weakly.
"I gathered that you had already eaten, so I made some dessert."
She smiled and walked to him, kissing his cheek tenderly.
"That's lovely." she breathed but he wasn't listening anymore.
His cheek.
She had kissed him on the cheek.
Not the lips.
Oh God.
Regina receded and then gasped because he was so pale suddenly and that could only mean one thing.
"Robin.." she gasped and blue eyes locked onto brown and she saw a tear rolling down his cheek, breaking her heart in the process as he opened the mouth but no words came out. He tried again, and she froze at the question he asked.
"Are you seeing Graham again?"
[To be Continued...]