ADLEY
Our family left, leaving Mykel and me on the patio. The night seemed in our favor, and the moon was beautiful and bright.
“Come.” Mykel held my hand.
Tonight was just Mykel and me—I cherished this moment and left the issue behind us for a while. I sat on his lap, and he instantly wrapped his arms around me, his cheek pressed against my back.
“I overstepped, didn’t I?”
“You did the right thing. I wasn’t used to asking for help until you walked into my life.” I could still feel the pain in his voice, but I was happy that he appreciated what I did.
“I didn’t call Mom because I don’t want her to worry and rushed over here.”
“Thank you for taking it into consideration.”
“Of course.”
“I’m such a terrible husband. I’m sorry that this happened. And I neglected to
