After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#249 “One Thing Has Remained Constant – My Love For You.”

Sophia and Alexander bustled around the spacious living room of their cozy home, the air thick with a mix of excitement and nervous energy. Wedding magazines lay scattered across the coffee table, adorned with sticky notes and hastily scrawled reminders.

“Did you call the florist to confirm the bouquet?” Sophia asked, her voice tinged with a hint of urgency as she glanced at Alexander, who was hunched over his laptop, furiously typing away.

“Yeah, they said everything’s set,” Alexander replied, his brow furrowed in concentration as he clicked through various tabs on the screen. “But I still need to finalize the playlist for the reception.”

Sophia nodded, her mind already racing ahead to the next item on their seemingly endless to-do list. “And what about the seating chart? Did you hear back from Aunt Martha about her dietary restrictions?”

email to their caterer. “Not yet, but I’ll follow up with her again.

hum of activity that filled the room. “Well, let’s hope for the best,” she said, her tone light and playful as she reached for her phone to check her messages. “We wouldn’t want any unexpected

friends began to trickle in, their presence adding to the joyful chaos of the day. Sophia’s mother, Linda, bustled around

up as she caught sight of the freshly baked treats. “Do you

she carefully placed a tray of cookies on the counter. “Of

Kyle, lounged on the couch, a cold beer in hand as he watched the chaos unfold around him. “You guys sure know how to throw a party,” he remarked, his

going to be unforgettable,” she said, her voice filled

evening, a sense of tranquility settled over Sophia and Alexander. For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no looming threats, no wild adventures to embark upon. Instead, they found themselves stealing precious moments alone together, basking in the quiet simplicity of just being

resting on his shoulder as

like these that I cherish the most,” Sophia murmured, her voice soft and filled with warmth as

her forehead, his heart swelling with love for the woman beside him. “Me too, love,” he whispered, his voice tinged with emotion. “I never

drifting back over the journey that had brought them to this point. From their first meeting to the countless adventures they had shared, each