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?”

he typed out an email to their caterer. “Not yet, but I’ll follow up with

that filled the room. “Well, let’s hope for the best,” she said, her tone light and playful as she reached for her

adding to the joyful chaos of the day. Sophia’s mother, Linda,

those look amazing!” Sophia exclaimed, her eyes lighting up as she caught sight of the freshly baked treats. “Do you think you could spare a few for the

pride as she carefully placed a tray of cookies on the counter. “Of course, darling,” she replied, her voice warm and affectionate. “Anything for my beautiful daughter 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 tone lighthearted as

gratitude for the love and support that surrounded her. “It’s going to be unforgettable,” she said, her voice filled with excitement as she glanced at Alexander, who met her gaze with a smile

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

against Alexander’s side, her head resting on his

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

forehead, his heart swelling with love for the woman beside him. “Me too, love,” he

for a while, content to simply be in each other’s presence, their thoughts drifting back over the journey that had brought them to this point. From their first meeting to the countless adventures they had shared,