Queen Raeanne

Michael stares at the window and watches the sun slowly move across the sky.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask, reaching for his hand. He suddenly seems withdrawn from our conversation.

"Weirdly, my dad." He laughs sadly.

"You've never talked about him before. Was he around?" I wonder.

He shakes his head. "My father left us when I was young, leaving just me and my mother to fend for ourselves."

I click my tongue, feeling the pain he is holding in his brain.

"I have resented my father for so long. That's why I have been so adamant on being here for Henry." Tears well up in his eyes. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, Michael." I cup his cheeks in my hands, wiping a fallen tear with my thumb. "You fear our son will resent you?"

"No," he shakes his head. "I am worried he will not know who I am. Just like I do not know who my father is."

"Of course he will know who you are. You are by his side every day from the moment he wakes up to the second he lays his head for sleep."

"For now." He whispers, barely audible.

"For now?" I shake my head. "Do you plan on leaving?" I sit up straighter, taken back by his words.

"If we can't marry, I will never truly get the chance to be his dad. To him, I will always be the fun guard who takes him to his classes and sneaks him chocolates when no one else is looking." He explains his thoughts. "He will never get to know the truth. He will see me as absent to him as my father was to me."

"Believe me Michael, the last thing I want is for Henry to see you as just the fun guy who comes to hang out with him. I want him to be able to have his father in his life. That is my dream. I am doing everything in my power to change the law. But laws take time to change."

He nods sadly. "I blame no one but myself."

"Yourself? How could you be at fault? It is my position that forbids us from being together. I am the one who is to blame. Do not blame yourself, dear."

"Well clearly my boyish charm was just too much for you to resist." He lifts his chin, revealing a smirk.

I smack his knee. "You are foolish. I think it was my remarkable karate moves that left you irresistible to me." I hold my hands up in fists.

"Wrong." Michael grabs the back on my neck and kisses me. "It is everything about you that makes you irresistible to me."

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