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**Robert POV: **
As I wait for Cleo to show up, I am praying she doesn't change her mind. I didn't call or text her to see if she was still coming. I didn't want to show how desperate I am to see her again. I even ordered her favorite drink, a mango margarita with Jose gold, no salt around the rim, just sugar. When the waitress brings the drinks, I heard the hostesses say my name. I look and see Cleo walking to the table. She looks beautiful. She is wearing my hair just how I like it, and she is wearing my favorite color and she looks like she has gotten thicker.
"Good evening, Cleo", I said as I stood and helped her with her seat.
"Good evening, Robert", she says with a smile. She is wearing black lipstick, my favorite on her.
"I am glad you came. I ordered you a drink", I am trying to break the ice.
"Thanks", she says as she takes a sip.
"No problem, you look beautiful", I said, smiling at her.
"Thanks, you look handsome yourself", she said with a smile.
"Did you find the place okay", I am so trying to get us to relax. We are both tense.
"I didn't drive. Jazz dropped me off", she said, looking nervous.
"Really, how is she?", I asked. I always like Jazz.
"She's good", she said, then took a sip of her wine. We ordered our food and I decided to break the ice.
"Cleo, I am sorry if I could go back in time and change how I acted I would", I said with pleading eyes.
"Do you feel better about yourself now", she says with a bit of anger.
And I know Cleo is trying to control her anger because we are in public. I knew she was going to be hurt and mad at me. She has a right to be. I searched hard for her. It was like she fell off the face of the earth. If it wasn't for my mission, I would not have bumped into her. For the whole two years, I felt like shit. I missed her and I searched for her.
"No, I don't", I said to her with apologetic eyes.
"Look, Robert, I need closure. That's why I am here. I want...I need to know why.... why did you leave me?", I watched as her eyes started to water.
"Guilt...guilt is the reason, Cleo. I never blamed you for any of it. I always blame myself", I said, trying not to cry.
"Guilt really?", she said, mad.
"Yes, I kept something from you. Vallie was my fiancé when I found you. I broke it off with her when I fell in love with you", I said, and I saw the shock on her face.
"What the fuck?! You didn't think to tell me that?", yelled in a whisper.
"I'm sorry, Cleo, I should have told you. She wanted to cause us to end up the way we did. She wanted to cause issues and break us up", I said thinking about what Vallie did.
"Welp mission accomplished", she says sarcastically. I stare at her as I hear one of her favorite songs, Careless Whisper by George Michael.
"They are playing one of your favorite songs", he says. I said as the music started to play.
"Care to dance for old time's sake", I reluctantly take his hand. The music becomes louder and I can't help but think this is the perfect song for our situation.
He brings me closer to him as we continue to dance. His hand goes lower and lower, doesn't my back. As I got into it, I let go of the breath I didn't realize I was holding on. We dance in silence before I whisper", I'm so sorry Cleo. I was wrong I never meant to hurt you. You are the love of my life always have been always will be". I try to hold in my pending cry. I don't understand why he has this effect on me.
"You left me when I needed you most, you were my everything. You where my savior, father, friend, love. How can you do that to me? If you would have stayed and talked to me. We could have talked about the options we had to have a child. But no, you gave up on me ...on us", I say with tears slowly leaving my eyes.
"Cleo baby I regret walking out on you when you needed me the most. I didn't know how to cope with the pain I was feeling. I was wrong I should have focused on you. Three months after the divorce I came to the house and looked for you to find out you sold it. I searched the other properties as well only to find out you gave them, all always. All except the private island where we had our honeymoon. I went there hoping you were there, but you weren't. So, I figured you didn't want to be found", I said as we danced.
"I wanted to ease everything that reminds me of you. You left me in the fucking hospital. We had options for adoption, getting a surrogate. But know you gave up did you ever love me or was I just some girl you saved in the woods all those years ago", I'm trying not to scream at him.
But the tears are coming down harder. I run off the dance floor to the bathroom. It seems like every time we talk the song is screaming a point in my ear. I am getting emotional and I hate it., I didn't realize I was still as hurt as I am until I got in his arms.
Damn, it seems like that song went off just as I left the dance floor. I fix myself up and return to the table to find Robert and goodbye forever. He looks up at me with so much sorrow in his eyes. I want to forgive him for me and for him.
I didn't even get a chance to tell him where our son is buried. I reach in my bag to get my phone to call Jazz I have like one hundred missed calls from her. I will call her back once I am out of the restaurant.
"Goodbye Robert it was nice to see you again I have to go", I say as I make my way to the restaurant. I reached the door and felt hands around my waist.
"Cleo wait", I turn and see Robert with pleading eyes.
"Robert we can't do this in this restaurant", I say trying to get out of his grip. He follows me out with his arm still on my waist we walk down the street to a park and talk.
"Listen Cleo, I still love you and I refuse to let you walk out of my life", he says while holding my hand.
"I can't do this", I get up to stand and he stands as well.
"Please Cleo, I love you I have never been with anyone after you", he's crying I wipe the tears from his eyes.
"Our son is buried at your family plot. His name is Robert Nutri III", I say crying.
I continue to walk away. Grabs me from behind, turns me around, and kisses me on my lips. And I kissed him back. The next thing I hear is a growl so loud that it shook the trees. My heart dropped and I felt like shit.
I knew who the roar belongs to even though I never heard it before. I turn and I see golden eyes. Vintage looking at me with rage, hurt, and disappointment, and next to him is West with apologetic eyes Robert pushes me behind him in an attempt to protect me.
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