My Nasty Ex-girlfriend

was stuck in my head. What did he want to tell me about Aaron th

on the sidewalk. The cold January wind was cutting

you all morning," Michael said. I

's going on? Why are you ta

a moment, but it felt

ce. "I wasn't going to say anything, but

ad in my tra

vent yesterday. He didn't say much, but he asked abou

and easy to talk to. The memories I held of him were slowly fading a

's back?" I asked,

he made it clear he's n

round my phone. "Wh

"But with the history between

n, and now Aaron. It felt like my past was creepi

nto my life and throw it all away again. If what Madi

-

t a half-empty glass of whiskey. The amber drink ca

haunted me. "A

an I once thought of as family

n, one I hadn't called in years. I hesitated. My thumb hover

ted me. I frowned and set the pho

the door, my

as A

e hadn't changed him much-he still had that sharp jaw and perfectly sty

sounding smooth. "

aw. "What are y

my apartment without an invitation. "

I shot back, slamming

ger. "Okay, fair enough. I thought

said, crossing my arm

. "Always straight to the point.

kept a straight face

te a character, isn't sh

uble you made for

eful, Ethan. You don't want to throw ar

plied coldly. "Madiso

ending to be shocked. "Eve

eason to lie,

lls down my spine. "Oh, Ethan. You're still so g

the real story?" I challen

. Then he moved closer, his

and I both played you. She wasn't just a v

ch drop. "What

f your perfect life. Instead of breaking up like a norm

" My voice sho

ce. "Think about it. Why is she back now? Guilt? Redempti

planting doubt I d

felt a shiver. "Good luck, Ethan

ing me alone with m

his was about more than just Madison or Aaron. It was about