Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 23

Chapter 23 ~ A perfect future doesn't exist

Chapter 23 - A perfect future doesn't exist

Athena

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"Ohhh, I'm so glad you're better, my baby. I'm sorry I couldn't be with you as you checked out. Something came up,” Giana says from her hospital bed, her warm smile easing some of the tension in my chest. I laugh softly. "I can see that."

She looks tired but still elegant, her silver hair neatly pinned back, her frail hands resting on the blanket. The monitors beep steadily beside her and my heart aches for her.

I sit beside her, reaching for her hand. She squeezes mine gently.

"I was worried about you," she says.

I glance down, swallowing the lump in my throat. "I'm fine, granny."

Her green eyes study me, the way only she can. "Liar."

I force a smile. "I learned from the best."

She chuckles, but there's sadness in it.

"That boy of mine... he loves you in his own way, you know. I know you two feel like

we had to force it upon you, but I trust my instinct. And it says you two make a perfect match."

I don't answer.

My heart swells as the

words from yesterday echo. He wished I had split my skull open just so I could save him the trouble and

time for him to marry the love of his life.

That doesn't sound like a perfect match to me.

After a little while, I

help adjust her pillows, making sure she's comfortable. She tries to keep me there longer, but Alex enters.

"How's my favourite lady?" He walks over to her with a smile on his face.

It's not the first time I've seen him smile. He always pulls his walls down around his mother and grandmother. How can someone who loves his mama and Nana so much be so cold?

Or is it me that repels him?

I watch as he

leans forward and places a soft kiss on her forehead. She smiles at him while placing her weak hands on each side of

his face.

"You're going to be okay. I've made some calls. You'll get a transplant soon."

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"I'm 70, Alex. I'm tired. I don't want a transplant."

Alex's eyes are filled with fear and it's the first time I've seen

that feeling in his eyes.

"Nana." He warns.

"I want to see you two become parents. If you want me to get a transplant, then have a baby." She argues and Alex locks his jaw.

I hold my breath.

the idea of seeing me tied to him. I know that

know how I feel about that. That's

dear Athena, can

Wheeling my wheelchair out, but as I close

know you've been meeting that Leah girl

and focus on your

is now hard.

know I love Athena. We make a perfect match. I simply met Leah

I look

love

worrying about what's not there. I'm married to

He places

child. I

about it and she mentioned that once she is

lying with

had

lying, I'll curve

to hear Alex's

from

cold metal, my

It shouldn't hurt.

know-that I mean nothing to him. That this

a deal sealed with ink and

not love.

hearing him speak, like we're so in love, does something to

straight face all to

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A child?

I laugh at

some weak

sex. But it was back

a condom

was. That told me exactly what I

stop moving

the waiting area, my breaths shallow. The walls feel like they're closing in, the

in the waiting

blankly at the pale hospital walls.

the ache hollowing

A child?

I laugh again—

from nurses passing by. The absurdity

a fantasy

that doesn't

finally snap to reality and I notice Ryan is waiting near the

glances up

to go, Mrs

Mrs King.

name sends a bitter taste in

can answer, footsteps echo behind

Alex.

don't look at him, but

moves closer.

even without a

single word.

"We're leaving," he says.

don't respond, just let him wheel me forward. But as we reach the main doors, his phone

his posture, his grip tightening

just like

"Ryan, take her home."

Three words. Dismissive. Detached.

he's already walking away. Not a glance, not

hesitation.

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