MY OBSSESSED EX-HUSBAND

TER

Cyn

EW

awling estate that, for all its splendor, had felt like a real home. I pressed a hand gently to my stomach, feeling a quiet resolve settle within

and settled into the leather seat beside dad. The engine

e forward, guiding me through a private entrance where sleek jets stretched

art yipped up in joy, finally I'd fly

like pumpkin" Dad's motion

the morning light, its sleek silver exterior s

se this da

ness in his embrace. I let myself feel it for a moment, grounding myself, because the only thing ahead now was the open sky

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Years

y arm, each lift of my leg told a story far deeper than words. I could feel the weight of a thousand eyes, transfixed. The heat of the spotlight, the roar

me, their joy and pride as vivid as the colors around them. My boys-sharp-eyed, thoughtful, each one their own person yet bound together in ways only a mother could un

nd of applause and acknowledgement from them before moti

e what I'm working on-it's a new robot that can dance!" His voice brimmed with ex

aby Ashy," I beamed at him, brushi

air, piercing and direct. I slowly turned my gaze to his stern look

stent yesterday, after being bullied at school for not having a fat

air. "For now, just know you're exactly

ut to cry. I pouted my lips, pulling him into a hug, "My baby...don'

r growled as she elbowed her way between her brothers, her grin cha

ing her close. "You t

eyes alight with def

med to fade. He'd been there, a solid presence through the years, a friend and constant who asked for nothing but some

to my sides. Immediately the triplet rushed toward him, hugging him close a

the kids to the waiting center for me, ok?" I squinted

ey walked to the waiting room, my children still chattering

pulling my locker open and pul

the next room, their laughter mixin

kruptcy." A few murmured phrases, an image flickering across the screen-a face I

of triumph I expected didn't come. There was only a faint pity, a dis

ng him and realizing he is their father, since they all had a strikin

vious dress I wore into my locker and went ahe

ut, soon he was back with his car. One of the reasons I can't let him go,

nds later, we hit the road heading

diately, keeping my steps steady and walked in. Of course the k

e just as I walked in and in return I exchanged pl

draining out all the smiles on my face, replaced with high e

, my confidence fading away. It was never good when I got such

e and from the look on their fac

ctually harmful" Mrs Smith frowned. " Of course not, jus

e's a man waiting for you in the other room, he said he is some

t out of the room. Finally he

in. My steps slowed trying to figure out whoever it was that stood right in the room. From his back view, it wa

g my neck to see if I'd get a glimpse of hi

cking me?!" I balled my fist, staring at the man I'd lov

ok. "Get out!" I yelled, feeling

atest gift nature gave me. I regret everything Cynthia, I do. I know how slim the chances may be but I'd still ask you Cynthia, please come back to me, be my wife again, be my joy and I promise

of me, and I uttered the most stupid thin