Ex Husband Wants Me Back
ew days we
ng, the temptation to revisit the past, under layers of work and obligations. She had been good at that for the last three years-burying, compartme
wasn't as easy
his eyes. The rawness of it. The quiet honesty that had b
ary. It wasn't like her to let something like this get under her skin. She had worked too hard to build herself back up
to the office, followed by the clack of her
g a faint smile. "I'
er arms. "Bullshit. You've been dist
r between them. "I don't
s think about him when you d
t just about him. It's about me. About my l
e you up? Aria, come on, I'm not blind. I've seen how you are
efore she could stop herself. "I'm
gaze turning to something gentler. "Aria, I didn't
't know what I want anymore. He left me three years ago without a word, witho
same man you left." Maddie's voice was quiet now, almost too soft. "He looked... differen
respond. S
had seen right through her-the cracks in her composure, the subtle
down at the screen, her breath catching in her throat. It was a m
. Can we meet tomorrow? I'm sorry
the years of silence. And yet... a part of her couldn't help but feel a spark of hope, of c
creen over her shoulder. "Well, wel
the temptation to confront the past with everything she had learned in the time since their
o meet him?" Mad
o long pretending that she didn't need Damien. But the truth was, there was still a wound there, one that hadn't quite healed. May
it "r
But don't expect anything
sigh, feeling a mix of anticipatio
un was weak but persistent, casting long shadows across the sidewalk. It wasn't far from her office, but the familiarity of the loca
waiting to see him a
ri
ding, yet tinged with something else. Something that, for
under his eyes were more prominent now, though, a stark contrast to the man she had once known. He'd always been flawless in hi
teady despite the way her heart
s gaze fixed on her with an int
w I don't have the right to ask for your time
ything you needed to say, Damien. Three y
s before it was quickly masked. "I know. And I wish I cou
asked, her voice q
the rest of my life wondering what would've happened
he was back there-standing in the middle of their living room, watching him walk away without a
she said, her voice tremb
sorry. But I swear to you, Aria...
. She wanted to say no. To walk away and tell him to leave her life for good. But a pa
e said quietly. "Let's s
ut with the slow, uncertain steps of two people trying to