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?”

to their caterer. “Not yet, but I’ll

the best,” she said, her tone light and playful as

preparations for their wedding, family and friends began to trickle in, their presence adding to the joyful chaos of the day. Sophia’s mother, Linda, bustled around the kitchen, her apron adorned with flour as she whipped up a batch of her famous

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

on the counter. “Of course, darling,” she replied, her voice warm and affectionate. “Anything for my beautiful

Alexander’s best friend, 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 tone lighthearted as he took a

swelling with gratitude for the love and support that surrounded her. “It’s going to be unforgettable,” she said, her voice filled

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

her head resting on his shoulder as they gazed out at the setting sun painting

like these that I cherish the most,” Sophia murmured, her voice soft and filled with warmth as she intertwined her fingers with Alexander’s. “Just you and

his heart swelling with love for the woman beside him. “Me too, love,” he whispered, his voice tinged with emotion. “I

be in each other’s presence, their thoughts drifting back over the journey that had brought them