HIS EX WIFE CAME BACK

ter

gala

ca's

I hadn't heard in a long time-genuine happiness. His arms

ng her like she was the most precious thing in the w

" he murmured, his han

nd that made my stomach churn. "

n't react. I shouldn't feel t

his

the one who bore his son. The one who cooked his meals, waited for him to come home,

ough to look at her. His hands staye

amazing," h

t inv

my lips to curve. "Johnny, ar

turned, pretending like he wasn't causing

ven though I knew she wouldn't t

e before looking back at Joh

y heart clenched. I a

ohnny said wit

at me. Not once did h

s he took her hand and le

barely

anced with me.

he dance floor, he didn't take my hand. He said

se, moving with her as if they

in my throat. My hand

to remind me

s chance w

man who neve

han a mistake he was

t help. Because even in the da

ohnny moaning Tracy'

... ba

e in bed together, when his hands were on my

. God, T

o pretend it didn't hurt. Because every time I brought

for you, I woul

slept beside a man who

ed that maybe, just maybe,

own, I kne

? We weren't

e a tr

rs and focused on the

ng. His fingers traced small circl

lost

lost in

aybe hours. I did

sudd

lean

pening befor

pressed a

didn't pull away.He didn't stop her.And I...I gasped, m

hell?" I

ed out before I

one cared.Not even my h