After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#185 “Because I Already Have You.”

Sophia and Alexander returned to the house, the weight of their newly discovered family secrets lingering in the air. For the past few days, Sophia had been sharing stories of her childhood with Alexander, but there was one part of the house she had yet to show him.

“Now that our careers are in jeopardy, I want to show you something,” Sophia said, her tone filled with determination.

“What is it, love?” Alexander asked, curiosity piqued.

“When I was little, there was a place where no matter how hard things got there, I always managed to figure out how to cope,” she told him.

Sophia took his hand and led him up the stairs, her steps purposeful as she guided him towards the attic.

Alexander followed with a smile, intrigued by Sophia’s mysterious revelation.

As they entered the attic, Alexander’s initial impression was that it was just a storage space, cluttered with boxes and covered in sheets to protect its contents.

“The ceiling?” Alexander exclaimed in astonishment. “Is this where you get your inspiration?”

Sophia chuckled and shook her head. ” My grandfather always taught me not to judge a book by its cover. You should remember that too,” she replied, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

Behind a tall tower of cartons, Sophia revealed a hidden door. With a gentle pull of the handle, they stepped into a small, beautiful room adorned with shelves full of books. A triangular window bathed the space in soft light, illuminating a cozy couch nestled beneath it.

In one corner, a desk stood surrounded by posters of famous personalities from Sophia’s teenage years, interspersed with photos of her and her friends.

photographs, each one offering a glimpse into a different facet of Sophia’s past. He

was a rebel,” Sophia laughed, her voice tinged

to amaze me,” Alexander

time of her at a concert, clad in chains with her hair

this one,” she said, handing him yet another picture, each one a testament to her vibrant spirit and adventurous

good place to start deciding what we’re going to do

Alexander trails off, uncertainty coloring

father wants revenge, and we can’t

in reluctant agreement, acknowledging the gravity

should be about what’s going to happen,” Alexander confesses, his gaze

curiosity

he can’t take that away from me. I’m

her arms gently around Alexander’s neck. ” Even if the world turns against us, as long

kiss, Alexander’s phone rings, shattering the moment with its shrill tone. With a snarl of frustration, Alexander glances

you,” Alexander grunts, handing the phone to Sophia. ” And tell him to

be discharged from the hospital. Despite her reservations about his well-being, she knew she had no choice but

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morning. He had been incessantly calling Alexander’s phone, which Sophia noticed was making him nervous. As she

phone back, ” Sophia told him firmly

phone is not

me. I won’t question why you did it, nor am I angry with you. I want you to take it easy now while you recover. So let it be

phone from his pocket. He handed it to

she began as she unbuckled her seat belt. “Do you mind staying