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?”

his head, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he typed out an email to their caterer. “Not yet, but I’ll follow up with her again. Hopefully, she’s not allergic to anything

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

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

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

with 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

the chaos unfold around him. “You guys sure know how to throw a party,” he remarked, his tone

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

in what felt like forever, there were no looming threats, no wild adventures to embark upon. Instead, they found themselves stealing precious moments

side by side on the plush sofa in their living room, Sophia nestled against Alexander’s side, her head resting

murmured, her voice soft and filled with warmth

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

comfortable silence 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, each moment had only served